Chapter 155 Saving Lives

While utter chaos and frantic anxiety gripped the scene outside, the young man inside the room merely smiled faintly and gave a slight nod. "Young General, it seems all your people have arrived. What now? Do you still intend to fight? If so, your secrets won't remain secret much longer."

"Even if my secrets are exposed, I will take down a scoundrel like you! You have mocked and toyed with me time and time again. Today, we are going to settle this score once and for all," Chu Junhan retorted, her eyes bloodshot. A murderous rage had clearly taken over her senses, though she was helplessly outmatched by the youth.

It was not that her martial arts were inferior, but rather that whenever she fought him, she felt as though the youth possessed the ability to read her mind. He countered every single move with astonishing precision, as if he knew her combat techniques and footwork inside and out.

Wei Ziyuan let out a mocking chuckle as he drew close to the window, pushing it open just a crack. "Calm your anger, General. This humble one will obediently return to the dungeon and stay put. Don't forget to come visit me tomorrow."

"You—"

Before Chu Junhan could finish her sentence, the youth leaped out of the window and vanished into the night. She was left standing alone inside the room, her hair disheveled amid the absolute wreckage.

"The assassin has escaped!" a soldier shouted, and the crowd of troops immediately gave chase toward the retreating white figure, leaving Tang Chen and Yun Yi behind.

Yun Yi took an anxious step forward, but Tang Chen quickly caught him by the wrist. "Feiyang..."

"Brother Ziyun, let go of me! I need to go check on the handsome big brother. What if something happens to him..." The young lad bit his lower lip, leaving the rest of the sentence unspoken.

"Feiyang, I am fine. There is no need to hunt down the assassin. You should all go back and rest!" A deep, unhurried voice drifted slowly from within the room, and the candlelight extinguished at that very moment.

Tang Chen patted Yun Yi on the shoulder and led the worried young boy away.

The next day, news of the young General Chu being ambushed spread through every street and alley like wildfire, as if it had grown wings.

Meanwhile, the target of the assassination was currently looking at the young girl before him with a distressed expression, the corners of her mouth twitching in frustration.

"Release my young master! Otherwise, I will tear this General's Mansion to the ground. I, Shuangjiang, mean what I say. If any harm comes to my young master, I will drag every single one of you down with me, even if it costs me my life!"

Despite her adorable appearance, the young maid possessed an fiercely aggressive temperament. She stood opposite Chu Junhan, her delicate chin lifted proudly, flanked by several men whose profound martial arts were unfathomable.

"How many times must I tell you? It is not that I am refusing to let your young master go; it is that he is unwilling to leave of his own accord!" Chu Junhan laughed out of sheer exasperation. She had lost count of how many times she had explained this, yet the stubborn little maid simply refused to listen and insisted that she release the prisoner.

As for that grandfather of a man currently residing in the cell, nothing on earth could persuade him to walk out—it was truly easier to invite a deity in than to send one away!

Yun Yi angrily stepped in to shield Chu Junhan, giving a small snort with his nose. "Don't think that just because you look cute you can run amok here and expect the General to let it slide! Let me tell you, this is the General's Mansion. If you dare anger the General... y-you could lose your head!"

Adorable as Shuangjiang might be, no one could possibly endure this level of exasperation!

Shuangjiang glared with her bright, expressive eyes, wearing an expression that showed she had long since looked past life and death. "Even if you kill one Shuangjiang, thousands more Shuangjians will come to rescue the young master! Not a single person in the Jiuling Trading House fears death! We will spare no expense to save him—even if it means making him walk out over our corpses, we will overturn this General's Mansion!"

Chu Junhan was too furious to speak, coming within a hair's breadth of dragging this stubborn little maid straight down to the dungeon to see that man for herself.

Yun Yi and Shuangjiang remained locked in a fierce standoff, the scent of gunpowder in the air growing thicker by the second.