Chapter 125 Assassin

Chapter 125: The Assassin

It was a very subtle feeling, as if something was approaching.

Getting closer!

This tension was even noticed by Pei Xiao, who had been dozing off.

"Huang Qi, what's happening...?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Li Buyan, Zhu Qing, and Huang Qi all drew their swords almost simultaneously and shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Sir, be careful!"

"Miss, be careful!"

"Master, be careful!"

As soon as their voices fell, seven or eight black-clad figures descended from above, each wielding a gleaming blade.

Xie Zhifei stood up abruptly, his pupils contracting slightly.

San Pang remained calm. "Don't worry, they're just a few bandits."

Bandits?

Xie Zhifei sneered inwardly. In all his years, he had never seen such agile bandits.

"Protect the master and the miss!"

He yelled and charged forward fearlessly.

Lord Pei's face turned pale. Seeing that Yan Sanhe was still standing there in a daze, he quickly pulled her behind him.

At this moment, Li Buyan and Zhu Qing were already engaged in a fierce battle with the black-clad figures.

Seeing that Huang Qi hadn't moved, Pei Xiao kicked him angrily.

"Go help them!"

"I'm following Third Master's orders to protect the master and the miss."

"Who the hell are you guarding? If anything happens to Third Master, I'll kill you! Go now!"

Huang Qi gritted his teeth and rushed to Xie Zhifei's side like an arrow.

Even so, Pei Xiao still shouted anxiously, "Xie Wushi, watch out! Don't get hurt."

Yan Sanhe watched Pei Xiao's back, her mind racing.

How could there be black-clad assassins?

Who were they?

No one knew who they were, but everyone knew—

These black-clad figures were exceptionally skilled!

Li Buyan hadn't encountered such formidable opponents in a long time, and her blood was pumping fiercely.

Come on, let me show you what I've got!

Zhu Qing fought two against one, concealing all his emotions beneath his expressionless face.

Huang Qi kept a watchful eye in all directions, protecting Third Master while occasionally glancing at Pei Xiao and Yan Sanhe.

Xie Zhifei's heart sank as soon as he engaged with the black-clad figure.

His skills were above average, but under the pressure of the opponent's blade, his arms felt as heavy as lead.

Seeing that Brother Xie was struggling, San Pang and the others, remembering the promised feast and the instructions from the Prefect, shouted.

"Brothers, charge!"

With their leader's command, the guards rushed forward with their blades raised.

The feast was secondary; Lord Pei was an official from the capital. If anything happened to him, no one would escape unscathed, possibly losing their heads.

Although the guards were not particularly skilled, they made up for it in numbers. Several of them surrounded each black-clad figure, gaining the upper hand for a moment.

Yan Sanhe pushed Pei Xiao aside and watched the battle intently.

These black-clad figures weren't tall; their bodies were even somewhat slender.

They wielded short and narrow blades, which were very handy.

Their techniques...

"Miss, stop watching and come behind me. Swords have no eyes; what if..."

"Can you please shut up!"

Yan Sanhe wished she could stuff a cloth into Lord Pei's mouth; he was so noisy.

"Alright."

Pei Xiao stepped forward, blocking her view once more. "Now I can shut up."

He stood there, his back straight.

"..."

Yan Sanhe silently sighed, but before she could say anything, changes occurred on the other side.

Xie Zhifei, unsure if he was facing too formidable an opponent, rolled to avoid a heavy blow.

The black-clad man pursued him, raising his sword to strike.

"Huangqi!" Pei Xiao shouted anxiously, jumping up and down.

Huangqi forced back the black-clad man in front of him, leaping to Xie Zhifei's side. With a light flick of his long sword, he positioned himself between the two.

"Third Master, I'll handle it!"

Xie Zhifei took the opportunity to catch his breath. Just as he was about to curse, all the black-clad men suddenly began moving swiftly, changing their formation almost instantly.

Xie Zhifei's heart raced.

This was a battlefield formation.

These people...

They actually knew formations???

Xie Zhifei felt a mix of emotions, spitting out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva before raising his sword again.

If they understood formations, this meant a decisive battle. There was no other way but to fight to the bitter end.

Just as he resolved to fight to the death, a whistling sound pierced the air, and an arrow shot towards Pei Xiao.

Xie Zhifei's eyes widened in horror.

"Mingting, watch out!"

Before Pei Mingting could react, someone tackled him from behind, causing him to lose balance and fall.

As he hit the ground, a faint scent of a young girl filled his nose. Just as he was about to struggle, warm breath brushed against his ear.

"Danger, don't move!"

Pei Mingting was momentarily stunned.

Usually, it was heroes saving beauties, but why did it turn out to be a beauty saving a hero here?

Aaaaah!

There were archers hiding in the woods?

This realization shocked everyone, even Zhu Qing, who usually remained calm, changed his expression.

Unexpectedly, after that arrow, the black-clad men unleashed powerful moves, forcing them to retreat half a step.

In that moment, the black-clad men leaped away, disappearing into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

"Miss?"

"Master!"

Li Buyan and Huangqi rushed over one after another.

Yan Sanhe pushed herself up from Pei Xiao's back and nudged him with her foot.

"Are you alright?"

He was physically unharmed.

But emotionally wounded.

Pei Mingting lay motionless on the ground, thinking: Where do I put my face now?

Huangqi helped his master up.

At this moment, everyone gathered around. San Pang, panting heavily, asked, "Sir Pei, are you injured?"

Pei Xiao shook his head, his gaze falling on Xie Zhifei.

Xie Zhifei blinked lightly, signaling that he was fine.

Pei Xiao wiped the cold sweat from his face and roared at Yan Sanhe, "What are you waiting for? Get back to the carriage! Don't you want to live?"

This anger wasn't directed at Yan Sanhe.

Yan Sanhe lowered her head and walked quickly towards the carriage.

Li Buyan hurried over, supporting her arm and whispering, "Miss..."

"Let's talk once we're in the carriage."

As the master and servant boarded the carriage, Pei Mingting said sternly:

"Search the area and see if those black-clad men left any clues. They dared to assassinate officials of the Great Qi Country; they have some nerve."

San Pang and the others were terrified and didn't dare to search further.

What if the black-clad men hadn't left yet and were still lurking around? That would be fatal.

Xie Zhifei pressed his hand on Pei Xiao's shoulder, "Sir, the brothers just escaped death. Let them catch their breath."

Pei Xiao said anxiously, "If we catch our breath here, what if something happens..."

Xie Zhifei looked around at the dense forest and calmly said, "Brother Sanpang, how about we find a spacious place to rest?"

"This..." Sanpang deliberately drew out his response.

Xie Zhifei clearly understood what he was hesitating about, "I need to discuss with the official whether we should continue to the Great Qi Country."

Good brother, you always know what to do!

We can't go any further; it might cost us our lives!

Sanpang gave an order to the guards behind him, "Quickly, get back onto the main road."