My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 874 - 524: Reunion with Zhu E (Bonus 3-in-1) Part 2

Blood splattered everywhere.

The servant's face was ferocious, his dagger suspended mid-air, swinging randomly forward, but never advancing an inch. In that split second, the monk who had been standing beside Su Hongtao frighteningly struck with his chopsticks, pushing the person and pinning him against the wall.

The sudden assassination caught everyone off guard, especially during a banquet. When the servant's painful gasps sounded, a violent uproar erupted in the hall.

"Murder! Assassin! There's an assassin!"

The entire Bright Moon Hall finally erupted in a wave of panic.

Almost simultaneously, the railing on the second floor exploded with a loud crash.

A black-clad assassin suddenly burst out, his single blade sweeping through, shattering all the palace lanterns. The burning lamp oil fell like a rain of meteors, landing directly on the overturned screen, and the hall instantly caught fire, smoke billowing everywhere.

In the chaotic dim, countless shadows surged, the scene immediately descending into chaos, screens shattered, firepots kicked over, people shoving and pushing, charcoal flying wildly. In a short time, it was impossible to distinguish who was who.

Su Hongtao was about to stand and escape when a cool breeze swept past his ear, and he ducked his head low, just in time to see three throwing knives brush past his hair, embedding themselves in a pillar.

A figure resembling a blood-soaked gourd fell from the second floor, smashing into the leftover dishes, the food mixing with blood splatters all over the ground.

The Daoist beside Su Hongtao pulled him up. Panting heavily and with no weapon in hand, he could only burst out the door. Suddenly, a swordsman appeared in the mist before him, a three-foot-long sword charging straight at him.

Bang!

A terrifying force slammed into his chest, causing Su Hongtao to stagger back several steps. The Daoist hurriedly steadied him, then kicked pots and pans on the ground towards the swordsman, while simultaneously pushing Su Hongtao behind him.

Su Hongtao's body flew like a balloon, caught steadily by Ji Yuan who appeared behind, leading him out of the hall.

Once Ji Yuan had led him a safe distance and steadied him on the ground, Su Hongtao clutched his chest in shock, his chest heaving like a bellows, the Heart Protection Mirror under his robe already shattered, barely escaping death at that moment.

"Who...who sent these assassins?" Su Hongtao raised his head sharply, "Han Xiu! It must be him, where is Han Xiu?!"

Han Xiu was so bold, daring to flip the table and attempt assassination directly. He had thought at most, it would involve kidnapping Governor Wang Fu, never expecting the otherwise righteous Han Zishen to want them all dead here.

It should be known that as the Capital Commander, he commanded the military power of the entire Hu-Guang province, originally of the Sixth Rank of Martial Arts, with both a monk and a Daoist guarding him, yet he still barely escaped death, completely unaware beforehand, showing that those Han Xiu summoned were indeed martial arts experts.

Su Hongtao muttered, "Han Xiu, where did Han Xiu run off to?"

"Search, send someone to find Han Xiu, capture him!" Su Hongtao quickly grabbed a constable, instructing, "Also, protect Kou Jun, Wang Fu, and other court officials, do not let the traitors succeed!"

Just as he finished giving instructions, voices came from the far end of the hall.

"Protect!"

"Hurry over!"

"Someone is trying to assassinate Mr. Su, come quickly to protect!"

Su Hongtao's face froze; he was clearly here, yet someone over there was calling for protection.

This was an attempt to muddy the waters!

...….

The chaos and clamor spread throughout the entire Bright Moon Hall, the footsteps causing the building to tremble slightly.

"Are there really assassins?"

Upon hearing this, Ruo Shu's expression changed dramatically, turning around to charge out of the private room.

The doors and windows were tightly closed; seeing her intent to push the door open, Chen Yi grabbed her shoulder, pulling her back.

"Are you crazy, what are you doing?"

"Breaking out."

"Just breaking out like that?"

Ruo Shu turned her wide eyes to him, seemingly asking: Isn't that the case?

"If we rush out now, we might be mistaken as accomplices of the assassins." Chen Yi spoke quickly, "The hall is just a corridor away, with two or three turns in between, and since we came with the White Lotus Sect people, we are most suspect."

Even without looking, just listening to the tumult could reveal the chaos outside. In the Capital City, Chen Yi had experienced similar situations, suitable for outsiders to take advantage during chaos, but for those involved, such situations were fraught with danger. Recklessly moving, not knowing which corner a sharp blade might emerge.

"Then what should we do?"

"First, get onto the roof beam, observe the situation, and then decide."

With that, Chen Yi leapt onto the roof beam, followed closely by Miss Donggong. Chen Yi then struck open the wall above between the private room and the corridor, only to be met by a surge of dense smoke, along with a clamour of sounds pouring in.

Chaos, everything was in chaos, calls reverberating without cease, indistinguishable voices amid the dense smoke, overturned house lamps, enshrouding the surroundings in darkness where even outstretched hands were invisible.

Where did these assassins come from?

White Lotus Sect? Xique Pavilion? A self-directed act by Su Hongtao? Kou Jun or was it Han Xiu?

Standing on the roof beam, Chen Yi seemed detached, reflecting on the situation, instinctively wanting to fish in troubled waters, only to fall into suspicion and entanglement, just then, Ruo Shu's voice reached his ears.

"Why not take the chance and kill Su Hongtao?"

Chen Yi turned his head, Ruo Shu was close, her warm breath brushing his ear, her eyes glimmering even in the dark, stirring an unavoidable heat within.

"In this chaos, we can find Su Hongtao and take him with one strike." Ruo Shu made a cutting gesture.

This was exactly what Chen Yi subconsciously thought. If others had said it, Chen Yi might have already taken decisive action, yet hearing it from this foolish girl, he pondered deeply instead.

Ruo Shu was already eager to try, born fearless like a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger.