"But wonât they run away?" Chai Qin was still quite worried. After all, even the fastest horse would take two hours to get to Linjiang City from here, and it would take a lot of time to meet with people and then rush back.
"They wonât be able to run." Yang Ruxin turned back to glance at the County Governorâs Office gate, "Iâve got Xiaolun guarding their house. If they try to run, heâll bite them half to death. Besides, a big family like that, you might catch the monk but not the temple."
Chai Qin relaxed: "But if I leave, madam will be alone, what if they..."
"Even alone, theyâre not capable of dealing with me." Yang Ruxin smiled softly, "Moreover, old acquaintances are with me."
"Old acquaintances?" Chai Qin was puzzled.
"Go now." Yang Ruxin waved her hand, showing no intention to explain, "Go quick and return quick, stay safe."
"Yes." Chai Qin didnât question more, she agreed with a sound and then disappeared into the night.
Yang Ruxin slowly walked toward the inn, but stopped at a rather open spot: "Friends in the shadows, youâve been following me all night, arenât you tired?"
Song San in the darkness was about to move when Yang Ruxin suddenly raised her hand, and a whip appeared from nowhere, lashing towards a particular place.
Immediately, a shadow grasped one end of the whip and jumped out.
Song San frowned.
"Who are you?" Yang Ruxin tugged at the handle of the whip, looking at the masked figure opposite.
"Someone who wants your life." The masked personâs voice was female; just as she finished speaking, she prepared to strike.
"Song San, if you stay out of this and she gets killed, donât blame me." Yang Ruxin snorted coldly.
The masked figure was stunned for a moment: "Just you?" The masked figure spoke, tugging at the whip with one hand while the other transformed from palm to claw, reaching toward Yang Ruxinâs neck. She had always followed the Young Master, who should be inside the County Governorâs Office by now. As long as the woman is killed before the Young Master arrives, even if the Young Master gets angry, thereâs nothing he can do.
Song San exhaled, sprang out, and blocked in front of Yang Ruxin.
Yang Ruxin then used her mind to retract the whip into the space.
The masked figure hesitated for a moment, but it was too late to retreat. Just as she was about to seize Song San, she was suddenly sent flying.
Yang Ruxin snorted, turned, and left.
"Xinxin." Song San called out, "That wasnât my intention." He didnât even glance at Diewu who lay bleeding in the distance.
"Your person, right?" Yang Ruxin didnât turn her head, "I only showed you face, otherwise the fate of the Sun Cult Saintess would be hers." She spoke as she walked away.
Song San turned, looking at Diewu.
Re Bai helped Diewu kneel on one knee.
"Iâve said long ago, if someone doesnât listen, they wonât stay by my side." Song San looked at Diewu, "From now on, youâre no longer with me." He finished speaking and turned to leave.
"Young Master..." Diewu was anxious upon hearing this and tried to grab Song Sanâs clothes but hadnât reached him yet when a force rolled over, flipping her off. Yet she stubbornly knelt on one knee, "Young Master, you might as well kill me." Her greatest obsession in life was this Young Master; without being by his side, she didnât know what living meant.
But Song San seemed not to hear, quickly disappearing from sight.
"Young Master..." Diewu cried out forlornly, then slumped to the ground.
Re Bai sighed, "The Young Master is angry now, go back to headquarters first, thereâll be opportunities in the future." After saying this, he glanced at Diewu, then turned and followed Song San. He was Song Sanâs guard, so naturally, he needed to be with his master at all times.
"Opportunity? Haha." Diewu suddenly laughed, "What opportunity do I have?" Saying this, she wiped away a tear with her hand, "Young Master, if I canât stay by your side, Diewu canât live. I hope in the next life, I wonât fall in love with you." Speaking, she suddenly drew a dagger and aimed it at her heart.
However, just as the dagger was about to pierce her body, a stone, seemingly out of nowhere, knocked the dagger away with a clang. The force was so great that Diewuâs hand went numb, causing the dagger to fall to the ground with a clang.
"Who?" As the dagger fell, Diewu stood up quickly, looking around warily.
"Dying like this, donât you think itâs too wasteful?" A distorted voice came adorned, and next, a masked person landed in front of her.
"Left Protector?" Diewu frowned, "Why are you here?"
"Just passing by." Left Protector smiled.
Diewu scoffed, no one would believe that.
"But thatâs not the point; the point is, are you really willing to lose without fighting?" Left Protector wasnât fazed by being seen through but rather changed the subject.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you like your Young Master so much, but his eyes are only on the already tarnished Yang Ruxin. Are you really willing to accept that?"
Diewu bit her lip in silence.
"If I were you, I wouldnât beat myself up." Left Protector leaned closer to Diewu, "Iâd defeat my opponent and take back whatâs mine." As he spoke, he raised his gloved hand and clenched it.
Diewuâs heart seemed to be clenched by something too.
"Decide for yourself how you want to act." Left Protector stood up straight, "If you need help, I can assist you."
"You?" Diewu raised her eyes in surprise.
"Yes." Left Protector nodded, "Because we have a common enemy, donât we?"
"Yang Ruxin!" Diewuâs face contorted momentarily.
"Youâre not entirely stupid." Left Protector smiled, "So, shall we collaborate?"
"But Iâve already been driven away from the Young Master." Diewu exhaled and stood straight.
"What does that matter? You have an ancient saying in the Central Plains, âan open spear is easy to dodge, but a hidden arrow is hard to guard against.â" Left Protector waved his hand, "Leaving the Young Master now might just give you the chance to act."
"You want me to assassinate her? But Iâm not necessarily her match, that woman is very cunning."
"No matter how powerful and cunning a person is, thereâll always be a moment of weakness." Left Protector said, glancing at Diewu, "You just need to find the opportunity; she isnât alone, after all."
Diewu squinted slightly, wanting to speak more, but the Left Protector had already leaped away. She raised her eyes to look at the sky, exhaled, since she couldnât rid the obsession in her heart, she could only fight hard, maybe she would find the opportunity again.