Chapter 397: Chapter 389: Unexpected Discovery

All these things that her father wouldn’t let her do, Uncle Yang secretly took her to do them, indulging her mischief and catering to her every whim.

In terms of affection, Uncle Yang was no less than her father.

She remembered saying she would take care of him in his old age, and that when she found a husband and had children, she would rely on him to help teach them, troubling him for a lifetime. At that time, although Uncle Yang seemed disdainful, his face never lacked a smile.

Ignoring the pain from her wounds, she wanted to rush forward.

"Be good, consider it as Uncle Yang asking you."

Yang Hua’s tone carried sadness and helplessness. He knew that this time, it was unlikely they’d escape even with wings. Even if he made this decision, his niece and the boy might not get away, but at least he’d die before them.

Yang Bingbing had never heard Uncle Yang ask her for anything and didn’t expect such words at this moment, in such a pleading tone that made her heart twist and feel overwhelmingly uncomfortable.

She knew that Uncle Yang, although seemingly affable, was inherently proud and wouldn’t broach this easily. If she didn’t recognize this for what it was, wouldn’t it mean disregarding Uncle Yang’s meticulous teaching over the years? 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

She could only gather her thoughts, take advantage of the opportunity created by Yang Hua, and quickly withdraw, leading the boy to flee madly toward Dayan City.

There were many assassins. Yang Hua did his best to intercept, but still, four broke through and chased forward.

Yang Bingbing raced through the dark forest, burdened by the boy’s pace, and two moments later, they were surrounded by the assassins who had caught up.

Now, it truly seemed like a dead end!

The city of Dayan was in sight, yet felt as far as the horizon.

She was at her limit, and when the other side attacked, after a dozen exchanges, she was at a disadvantage.

Pfft!

Her body was flung several meters away.

The blood she spat out floated in the air and sprayed across the ground with her fall.

The assassin leapt down, a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, and gently swung his longsword, thrusting it forward.

The sword’s flash was sudden, its murderous intent apparent.

Yang Bingbing slightly closed her eyes, lacking the strength to fight back.

Father: The debt of your care, your daughter can only repay in the next life.

However, she kept her eyes closed for a long while, yet the expected pain did not come. Instead, she heard the sickening sound of flesh being pierced, felt the warmth of fresh blood splatter onto her face.

Slowly opening her eyes, she only saw a swift, clean figure.

The shadow moved incredibly fast, a sharp sword in her hand rotating swiftly.

Slicing straight across the assassin’s throat, his eyes full of disbelief still shining, yet he fell straight down.

Yang Bingbing’s mind went blank, completely unable to react, her body collapsing, unable to support itself anymore.

She was bewildered, as were the assassins, not expecting someone to suddenly appear and kill one of them at the last moment.

Although Yang Bingbing didn’t know what the sudden appearance of this person was about, she knew that no matter how bad things were, they couldn’t be worse than they were now, so she spoke: "I’m Yang Bingbing from the Han Zhong Escort Agency, I hope the hero can save this poor child."

As she spoke, her eyes turned to the child being held by his collar, his face pale and devoid of color.

"Such a young child, how could you lay hands on him, it’s truly unforgivable."

"Where did this upstart come from, daring to meddle in Dark Pavilion’s affairs, tired of living?"

"Heh, there’s nothing in this world I don’t dare to meddle in, what are you to say to me?"

The opponent had only one with martial arts skills at the Dark Realm, while the other two were at the Bright Realm. Since the one with higher skills hadn’t acted, the other two would be dealt with first.

The assassin leader, seeing Cheng Xiaoxiao being so brazen, gave an order.

"Kill!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao curled her lips into a cold smile, transforming into a grim reaper in the silent night, her longsword whirling, currents of wind blades rising, the surging inner strength bursting forth, causing the airflow within a radius of a dozen meters to churn violently, her agile, lightning-like silhouette weaving among the opponents, each clash and cross of swords leaving sword marks on them, the scent of blood gradually cloaking the night.

Bang!

Bang!

With the sound of two bodies hitting the ground, only the assassin leader remained standing.

As the corpse of one assassin fell, an object dropped from his body, landing right at Cheng Xiaoxiao’s feet.

Huh, why does this thing look so familiar?

Cheng Xiaoxiao bent down to pick up the object from the ground.

It was a hard black-colored token, presumably representing the identity of the assassin organization.

"Host, this token is quite similar to the one Leng Qi has."

Indeed! No wonder it looked so familiar, Leng Qi previously had such a token hidden, worried others would discover it. But he didn’t know his secret was no secret under the system’s surveillance.

The texture and color of the pattern and material look very similar; what did that guy say earlier?

They said they were assassins from the Dark Pavilion—are the Dark Pavilion of Great Xia and the Dark Pavilion of Tianqi the same organization?

If so...does that mean Zhou Yanlan is the big boss of the Dark Pavilion? He’s really something.

Did he establish an assassin organization, or is he part of one?

"Host, if that’s the case, why not test it?"

Indeed!

"So, you’re friends of the Dark Pavilion; I’m actually an honored guest of yours, having placed orders with your Dark Pavilion several times. For the sake of this friendship, I won’t give you a hard time; how much are the lives of these two worth? I’ll buy them."

Cheng Xiaoxiao’s words were bold, yet the opponent snickered.

"Kid, when you talk, don’t be too arrogant."

Indeed, currently Cheng Xiaoxiao was out and about in men’s clothing. Therefore, both Yang Bingbing earlier and the assassin leader now thought she was a young, dashing man.

"In these times, why does no one believe the truth?"

"To tell you the truth, I’m not from Great Xia, I’m a merchant who roams various countries. I placed an order with the Tianqi Dark Pavilion before, directly with the Pavilion Master. I don’t know what your rank is or if you’ve even heard of the Tianqi Pavilion Master. By the way, that Master Zhou is quite handsome."

The assassin leader squinted his eyes slightly, the Tianqi branch?

This person actually knows Master Zhou?

"Kid, blowing your own horn without backup, Master Zhou always wears a silver mask; no one has seen his true face."

The assassin leader felt disdain, thinking Cheng Xiaoxiao was bragging; even he, an inside member, hasn’t seen the true face of the Pavilion Master, so who does this kid think he is?

"Look at what you’re saying, if I didn’t actually know Master Zhou, how would I know his surname is Zhou? Besides, just because you haven’t seen him, doesn’t mean no one else has."

The assassin leader pointed his sword, "Whether or not you know Master Zhou, the Tianqi branch doesn’t manage the Great Xia branch’s business."

Cheng Xiaoxiao was surprised; she didn’t expect to expose such information.

The Dark Pavilion is actually a transnational organization, and they’re quite formidable.

"Who wants to manage your business, isn’t this a new transaction? Let them go, you name the price, or food provisions are also an option."

She was still quite accommodating, as long as it could be resolved with food, it was hardly an issue.