Three days later.

The sun sets over the West Mountain.

Ye Zhi wandered with Ming Yan by the long corridor at the edge of Yanming Lake.

"The evening water sings, the wind and smoke fill the sunset, it’s been a long time since I’ve come to Yanming Lake to watch the sunset."

The sky gradually darkened. Ever since the water monkey incident, there have been fewer people around Yanming Lake at night, especially near the winding corridor~

Ming Yan, rarely hearing the young lady recite poetry, praised, "Miss, you have such a way with words. Together with Mr. Shen, you make a perfect couple."

The setting sun cast a brilliant red glow on Ye Zhi, who was in a good mood.

Since becoming engaged, she had paid much attention to the Little Traitor. The maid’s praise touched her heart, and her almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents as she smiled.

Not far away.

Three middle-aged men, all dressed in black, covered their faces with black masks, their eyes fierce. One of them had a long scar across his brow, which was quite intimidating.

Each man held a gleaming long knife in hand.

They lay in wait, not rushing to act, needing to wait a little longer.

Finally, when the target started to leave, the three men in black leaped onto the roof of the winding corridor, using Qinggong to leap and run, and finally jumped down, stopping in front of the two ladies.

This was Ye Zhi’s first encounter with the legendary assassins.

Her Qinggong was not bad, and she was confident of escaping. However, Ming Yan behind her did not know martial arts.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

At the same time, she couldn’t figure out who had hired thugs to kill her. Could it be Li Changnian? Or was it her uncle’s children, Ye Haoming and his sister? It might even be Liu Qingxi.

Princess Xia’s daughter, Xia Shirong, had a grudge against Qinglian, which also could not be ruled out.

The man with the scar clearly seemed to be the leader, standing at the front, scrutinizing her sharply, not answering her question.

Ming Yan wanted to step forward, but Ye Zhi stopped her and pulled her behind. "Your target should be me; my maid is innocent. How about letting her go, and I’ll spar a few moves with you? How does that sound?"

The scarred man remained silent, while the leering man beside him spoke up, "Oh, this little maid is so pretty. If only I could take her back to warm my bed."

He ogled shamelessly at the person being protected by the young lady.

The young lady before him might be beautiful, but soon she would be dead.

The maid behind wasn’t bad.

Through the mask, he licked his lips, his lecherous expression revealing itself.

Having grown up in Yanyu Building, Ming Yan naturally understood what he meant. Filled with anxiety and anger, her hands and feet trembled slightly, wanting to curse but fearing it would provoke the three men and endanger the young lady. Her eyes glistened with tears.

Ye Zhi leaned gently to whisper in her ear, "Ming Yan, you don’t know martial arts, these three are trained. Staying here will only drag me down. Go back to Ye Mansion now and bring reinforcements. Remember to run fast and don’t look back. Run now, that’s right, now."

The sunset turned to molten gold, the twilight clouds fused, and the sky darkened.

Ming Yan desperately ran along the corridor’s direction, disappearing in a flash.

The three men did not chase her; only the lecherous man spoke, "Ah, it’s fine if the little maid leaves, after all, our target is you. Hand over your life."

He swung his gleaming long knife, slashing straight towards her.

The other two shifted their steps, extending their long knives, forming an encirclement, trapping Ye Zhi in the center.

She sidestepped, kicked at the man’s lower body, and sneered, "A no-name thief dares to ambush me, dream on."

A one versus three fight commenced.