Chapter 152: The Assassin

The young man's words were as irritating as ever, completely wasting such a handsome face.

"Behave yourself, and answer whatever this General asks you!" Chu Junhan's hair fell loose around her shoulders, and the chilly wind slipping through the window gently stirred her strands. The moonlight shining across her face gave her a hint of alluring charm.

The youth stared in a daze, nodding like a pecking chick. "Mm-hmm, whatever the General says, this humble person will answer."

"How did you get out?"

"I was let out!" The young man's eyes were vacant as he blankly looked at the young woman, a silly smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He answered whatever was asked without a shred of hesitation.

Chu Junhan frowned slightly, murmuring to herself, "Let out? The ones guarding the General's Mansion prison are all the Liaozhou Chu Family Army..."

Just as the young woman was talking to herself, Wei Ziyuan executed a graceful backward lean, flipping over together with his stool. With a flick of his foot, he hooked the dagger from the young woman's hand and kicked it into the air.

"You tricked me again!" Chu Junhan shouted angrily, reaching out to catch the dagger in mid-air, but...

Before her hand could even touch it, the youth suddenly sprang up, effortlessly snatching the dagger and gripping it smugly in his hand. "Tell me, why must a young girl like you go around fighting and killing day in and day out? How dangerous is this dagger? It would be terrible if you scarred that pretty face!"

"Wei Ziyuan!" Chu Junhan's lips trembled with rage. She began to suspect that because she had been granted a second chance at life, the youth before her must have been sent by the heavens simply to torment her.

"Hey now—let's get one thing straight, I'm not bullying you, so don't go crying on me!"

Chu Junhan took a deep breath, suppressing the fury blazing in her heart, and asked with icy indifference, "How did you get out? Who released you?"

"My people, of course!" Wei Ziyuan tucked the dagger away, casually took a seat, and picked up the teacup on the table. "The tea is cold. Could General Chu have someone come in to refill it?"

"Your people?" Chu Junhan sneered, fixing a bloodthirsty gaze on him as she stepped closer. "Your people? Do you really think I'd fall for your attempts to sow discord here? Considering that your Jiuling House deals in intelligence, surely Lord Jiuling doesn't think I'm unaware that everyone in my General's Mansion has been with—"

"They are all the Chu Family Army, having followed your father for over a decade." The youth took a sip of the cold tea, put it down with a look of distaste, and gazed uninhibitedly at the young woman with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth. "Is the General so confident, so certain that I haven't planted spies and secret agents within the Chu Family Army?"

"These soldiers have followed my father for more than ten years. Lord Jiuling really knows how to joke."

"More than ten years?" Wei Ziyuan stood up, wearing a light smile, and stepped closer with his hands behind his back to retort, "Does the General truly believe that the entire Chu Family Army is of one heart and mind?"

"What method did you use to buy them off?" Chu Junhan felt her head buzzing. The Jiuling House was far from simple as she had imagined; in other words, to move a single hair was to affect the entire body!

It was precisely as Tang Chen had anticipated—the Jiuling House could not be provoked lightly. They were not merely desperados trading in intelligence, but possessed a terrifying web of secret spies as well!

Wei Ziyuan pursed his lips into a smile, refusing to answer the young woman's question. Instead, he sighed, "Your Chu family prison is still not as comfortable as the one in the Renda Kingdom. At least that little fellow Meng Qin would come to check on me, so why didn't you care about me at all?"

"You were captured by Zhang Meng?"

"Mm," the youth shrugged. "I found it boring, so I had my people let me out."

Chu Junhan's eyes nearly popped out of her head in astonishment. Just who on earth was the youth before her, to have his eyes and ears everywhere?