А shadow раssеd оvеrhead, jolting hеr еntire bodу tense, instinсtivеlу wаnting tо givе chasе.
However, even if hеr mind wаs willing, this bodу of hеrs might еnd uр gеtting silenсеd instеаd if shе cаught up. Taking а dеeр breath, Feng Yuе glancеd around. Тhеrе wеrе mаnу peорle dоwnstаirs, thе doоrs on thе third flоor werе аll tightly shut, аnd no one wаs outside.
Thаt mеаnt onlу Yin Gezhi’s side was thе sаfеst!
Hоlding uр hеr skirt, shе rаn “thumр-thump-thumр” bаck tо her rоom, kickеd the dооr оpеn, аnd shоutеd, “Young master! Тhere’s an assassin!”
Insidе the room, Yin Gеzhi had a blаck-сlаd man bу the throat, gripping him like a piece of ragged cloth, his eyes dark and fierce: “I saw.”
Feng Yue: “…”
He moved so fast. It had only taken her a few steps to run over, yet this black-clad man had already made his move. What was even more terrifying was that it seemed he had just started his attack before Yin Gezhi choked him to death.
Simple, brutal, no weapons—just reached out and choked him to death!
Instinctively touching her own neck, she suddenly felt Yin Gezhi had been quite gentle with her. When he choked her, he hadn’t used much force. If he had really exerted himself, she would have been left bruised and bleeding from every orifice.
Swallowing hard, Feng Yue looked at him with a face full of fear: “Young master… you… this…”
He killed someone!
With a cold snort, Yin Gezhi tossed the corpse aside and glanced at her: “Are you afraid?”
She wasn’t, but she had to pretend to be! Feng Yue trembled, shaking as if she’d had a stroke, her eyes filled with terror: “This servant still needs this room to sleep in…”
As if hearing some commotion, Yin Gezhi tilted his head, paused for a moment, frowned slightly, cursed under his breath, and then said, “Do you want to stay here and die, or come with me to look at the moon?”
Was there even a choice? Feng Yue threw herself at him, leaping into his arms, her eyes blinking coquettishly: “Young master, save me!”
Giving her a sidelong glance, Yin Gezhi pinched her waist, turned, kicked open the window, and leaped from the third floor of Dream Return Pavilion to the rooftop of the building opposite.
Was he part cat? Clinging tightly to him, Feng Yue was genuinely nervous, afraid that with a bit too much force, he might crash through the roof and send them both tumbling down in a daze.
But she worried for nothing. Even while carrying her, Yin Gezhi moved as lightly as a swallow, stepping from one rooftop to another, gracefully weaving through the quiet Shadowless City at the hour of Hai, finally stopping atop the highest tower in the city, Wangxiang Tower.
“Are you really out here to look at the moon?” Shivering, Feng Yue glanced at their location and nearly cried out: “It’s so high up!”
“Get down,” Yin Gezhi said expressionlessly.
Gasping sharply, Feng Yue burst into tears: “Young master, we have no recent grudges! Why would you bring me out here just to make me jump from Wangxiang Tower? If I haven’t served you well, you can tell Mama Jin, and I’ll improve! There’s no need for such methods…”
“You’re so noisy!” Covering her mouth in annoyance, Yin Gezhi said with a dark expression: “I meant get off me!”
The night breeze blew gently. On the rooftop, a man in black stood straight as a rod, with a woman in red wrapped around him, clinging with all four limbs like an octopus.
Staring at him blankly, still not fully comprehending, Feng Yue blew a snot bubble. The bubble popped with a soft “pop,” lightly splattering onto his collar.Yin Gezhi almost reflexively chopped her down with a backhand strike!
"Calm down, calm down!" Feng Yue quickly released him and crouched on the roof ridge, pulling out a handkerchief to wipe her tears and blow her nose.
The man beside her looked at her with utter disgust, completely unable to understand: "When other women cry, they only shed tears. Why do you also have snot?"
Tossing the handkerchief aside and rolling her eyes, Feng Yue said, "Anyone who cries will have snot. Some girls want to look more tragic and beautiful, so they just wipe it away. But when you're truly heartbroken or scared, who cares about crying beautifully or not?"
Yin Gezhi frowned, his face full of incomprehension. But before he could figure it out, the sound of projectiles cutting through the air came from all directions. Feng Yue was so frightened that she immediately flattened herself against the roof tiles.
For her unobtrusive behavior, Yin Gezhi was quite satisfied. He sidestepped to avoid the hidden weapons and casually pulled out the golden hairpin from her hair, deflecting the longsword aimed directly at his face.
With a sharp "ding" sound, as if two weapons had clashed, the small golden hairpin sent a slight tremor through the black-clad assailant's hand, numbing his palm. A flicker of fear appeared in the black-clad man's pupils as he retreated a few steps onto the flying eaves, hesitating uncertainly.
Watching this, Feng Yue couldn't help but mutter, "If an assassin lacks even this much confidence, what kind of killing can he do?"
Hearing this, the black-clad man glared fiercely at her and raised his sword to charge at Yin Gezhi! The latter moved with agile grace, calmly dodging his attacks while staring directly into the black-clad man's eyes.
Intimidated by this imposing aura, the black-clad man's gaze grew flustered, quickly revealing a flaw. His lower stance weakened, and with a sweeping leg from Yin Gezhi, he tumbled directly off the Wangxiang Tower.
The sound of roof tiles and the man's flesh and bones crashing down echoed below. Yin Gezhi brushed off his robe and said with arrogant flair, "Either come at me all together, or just take a break. Coming one by one like this is worse than not coming at all!"
Look, having high martial arts skills really is something—daring to take on a whole group alone! If she were an assassin, hearing those words, she'd just give up and go home to wash up and sleep. But the hidden assailants seemed to have a lot of backbone. Provoked by his words, ten of them emerged with a "swish, swish, swish," silently surrounding the eaves.
"What an arrogant tone," the lead assassin finally spoke, sounding as if he were enraged, his hand trembling as he gripped his blade. "Brothers, let's go! Chop these two into mincemeat!"
Hmm, mincemeat.
Hmm? Wait? Chop these two into mincemeat? Feng Yue widened her eyes, glancing at Yin Gezhi before looking down at herself. Unable to hold back, she roared, "What does this have to do with me? He's the one talking tough! Just chop him up! Why chop me up too?"
"Shut up!" Yin Gezhi snapped in a low voice, reaching out to pull two more hairpins from her hair and hurling them like hidden weapons toward the assailants' foreheads.
Chaos erupted instantly. Feng Yue had nowhere to hide and could only seek a moment of peace beneath Yin Gezhi's feet.
His eyes slightly reddened, Yin Gezhi was clearly getting excited. Moving effortlessly through the crowd, he sparred with them as if playing a game, first seizing their swords and knives and tossing them off the building. Then, with a "nyah nyah, come and get me" attitude, he swaggered among the assassins.
Feng Yue covered her head and peeked at the battle, thinking that if she were an assassin, she'd be infuriated by this jerk too. Not only could they not defeat him, but they also had to endure being toyed with like monkeys!
The assassins were indeed furious. A black-clad man standing on the eaves at the back angrily raised his sleeve, aiming it at Yin Gezhi's back.Pupils contracting, Feng Yue instinctively rose and threw herself onto Yin Gezhi's back, shouting, "Watch out!"
The deafening cry jolted everyone in Wangxiang Tower awake. Yin Gezhi's ears rang from the roar as he sidestepped the sleeve arrow from behind, frowning as he glanced back.
Red gauze wrapped around a fragrant scent appeared particularly alluring in the darkness. Her stiff arms tightened around his neck—truth be told, it was quite uncomfortable, making it hard for him to breathe. Yet the back was the most vulnerable spot in battle, and with her clinging to him like this, he inexplicably felt a strange sense of security.
"Are you trying to protect me?"
The tone was thick with mockery. Feng Yue pursed her lips. "No, I was dodging the arrow. I couldn't dodge it myself, so clinging to your back felt safer."
What a needless worry! With Yin Gezhi's vigilant nature, he could dodge not just sleeve arrows from behind but even the finest needles.
A flush of shame colored her cheeks as Feng Yue buried her head against his back, dutifully disguising herself as a mere burden.
The assassins ahead were tensely watching Yin Gezhi when one of them, the younger one, nearly tumbled off the roof upon catching what seemed like a faint smile on his face.
"Boss," the bolder assassin said, growing uneasy at Yin Gezhi's expression. "Should we retreat? This doesn't look good..."
"What's there to fear!" the leader insisted, forcing himself to stay calm. But after another glance at Yin Gezhi's face, pale as the King of Hell under the moonlight, he finally lost his nerve and stammered, "Even if we're not afraid, we must keep our brothers alive... Retreat!"
With a series of rustling sounds, their departure was as orderly as their arrival.
Silence settled around them. Feng Yue cracked one eye open and, seeing the coast was clear, stretched her neck out with a sigh of relief. "How terrifying!"
Yin Gezhi shook his back as if trying to dislodge her, but the person behind him clung like Mount Tai, unmoving.
"Hey," he frowned. "You're choking me."
"Oh." Releasing him and stepping down, Feng Yue glanced sadly at her hairpin, pried it from the gentleman's hand, wiped it, and tucked it back into her hair. "Did you offend some assassins, Young Master?"
With her gone, the night breeze felt chillingly cold against his back. Yin Gezhi narrowed his eyes. "It's not that I offended them. They're simply bored enough to want my life."
During the conflict between Wu Kingdom and Wei Kingdom, two factions had emerged within the Wu court: one advocating for maintaining the status quo, the other pushing to attack Wei again and fully annex its territory.
Naturally, the former held sway in court, but those with ulterior motives would stop at nothing to assassinate him, hoping to incite war between the two kingdoms and expand Wu's territory.
"You're in too much danger," Feng Yue frowned. "Don't you have anyone protecting you? What about that young man who was with you before?"
Protecting him? Yin Gezhi lowered his gaze. "I don't need protection."
Having been away from the battlefield for so long, it wasn't bad to have someone come and let him savor the scent of blood again. Even if these people died, their deaths wouldn't be classified as murders—how exceptionally convenient.Giving him a deep look, Feng Yue sat on the eaves and began to act shamelessly: "I don't care about anything else, but Young Master, you threw away two of my hairpins, killed someone in my room, and made me witness such a terrifying scene. You must compensate me! My poor heart is about to leap out of my throat, wuwuwu..."
This woman...
Turning to look at her, Yin Gezhi's gaze was complicated.
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