Escorting a Beauty to Capture a Thief

It was nearly dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun slanted across the long street, adding a touch of grandeur to the vermillion walls and golden tiles, and a touch of desolation to the humble houses and thatched doors. The two faced each other from afar, seemingly close, yet separated by a vast chasm.

Ruan Rong, carrying a wicker basket, walked step by step to the first mansion on the east side. Facing the Vermillion Gate studded with copper nails, she felt a sense of panic for no reason.

Subconsciously, she looked back and saw Sun Shaozong shrinking behind the courtyard wall on the left, peering out. His eyes contained both encouragement and inquiry, as if she only took half a step back, he would decisively cancel the plan.

Ruan Rong stared at him for a long time, and finally mustered up her courage and banged on the door.

"Coming, coming!"

Before long, someone inside responded. Then the door opened a crack, and a doorman in a Blue-Clothed Cap poked his head out, only to be met with Ruan Rong's charming face. His eyes immediately glazed over.

Bang!

At this moment, Ruan Rong's eyebrows shot up, and she slammed the wicker basket on the ground. With one hand on her hip and the other pointing at the doorman, she scolded, "Just because you have money doesn't mean you're better than everyone else, huh? Why are you throwing garbage in front of my house?!"

It turned out that the wicker basket was full of fruit peels and pits.

The doorman had been filled with youthful admiration, but was caught off guard by her scolding. He was stunned for a long time before he reacted, frowning and saying, "What nonsense are you talking about? We haven't eaten any Lychee recently! How could we..."

"Uh, maybe I got the wrong person!"

Before the doorman could finish speaking, Ruan Rong hurriedly picked up the wicker basket and ran away as if she were flying.

The doorman was dumbfounded again, staring blankly as Ruan Rong disappeared at the street corner. Only then did he mutter 'inexplicable' and slammed the door shut in anger.

A moment later, Ruan Rong returned with the basket of garbage.

Sun Shaozong had been waiting for a long time. He greeted her and praised her, "Miss Rong is indeed remarkable. That doorman probably never dreamed that you were acting in front of him just now."

"Of course!"

Ruan Rong proudly raised her nose and said smugly, "Even my dad is often fooled by me, let alone a small doorman?"

Then, she excitedly said, "Let's go, let's go to the next one!"

Sun Shaozong naturally wouldn't object. He quickly led his brothers to ambush outside the second mansion. This time, Ruan Rong had experience, so she was much more open than before. She stepped forward and pounded on the door, making it ring loudly.

This time, the doorman who answered the door was a thin, middle-aged man.

Seeing him poke his head out to look around, Ruan Rong immediately followed the same pattern, throwing the wicker basket on the ground and shouting, "Just because you have money doesn't mean you're better than everyone else, huh? Why are you throwing garbage in front of my house?!"

The middle-aged man was stunned, but immediately retorted, "Impossible! I clearly threw it all at the Dump, how could it be in front of your house?!"

This is the one!

"This is the one!"

Sun Shaozong shouted in his heart, but Ruan Rong excitedly yelled it out directly. She turned her head and excitedly shouted, "Brother Sun, the assassin must be inside!"

Hearing this, Sun Shaozong knew things were going to be bad!

What the doorman had just said was: he personally threw the fruit peels and pits at the Dump.

This showed that he was qualified to approach the assassins' hiding place. Even if he wasn't an accomplice, he was at least an insider—what would such a person's reaction be when he suddenly heard the word 'assassin'?

"Be careful!"

Without time to think, Sun Shaozong darted out from his hiding place and rushed towards Ruan Rong.

But he was still a step late. He saw the gaunt doorkeeper, his face full of ferocity, shaking his hand and pulling out a short knife from his sleeve. Without saying a word, he aimed at Ruan Rong's heart and stabbed!

Ruan Rong heard Sun Shaozong's warning and subconsciously looked back. The bright and shiny tip of the knife was already close, and she had no time to dodge. She was so frightened that her face turned pale and her heart was broken.

Whoosh~

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind her head. In a trance, she saw a golden light flash, followed by a muffled sound. The gaunt doorkeeper's head was flattened against the Vermillion Gate like a New Year picture; it was as if a pickle shop had been opened on his head, with red, white, yellow, and green, sticky and greasy, splattered all over the door!

It turned out that Sun Shaozong, seeing that it was too late to rescue her, simply threw the Gold Thread Great Ring Blade in his hand as a hidden weapon. With his current strength of a thousand pounds, a mere ten feet or so was nothing to him.

The Gold Thread Great Ring Blade flattened the doorkeeper's head, and the remaining force did not dissipate. There was a muffled rumble, and it actually pushed open half of the heavy gate, before falling to the ground with a clang!

This crisp clang seemed to take away all of Ruan Rong's strength. She staggered half a step and fell backward.

"Miss Rong, are you alright?!"

Sun Shaozong had already rushed to the front at this time. How could he let her fall to the ground? He quickly reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, nervously checking her over. Only after confirming that she was not injured did he breathe a sigh of relief.

At first, Ruan Rong was a little out of her mind, but later she became more sober and realized that she was lying in Sun Shaozong's arms. For a moment, she didn't know whether to be ashamed or happy, but she only hoped that this moment could last longer.

"Charge! Capture the assassin!"

At this moment, Feng Xin shouted loudly, and rushed into the gate like a tiger descending the mountain, wielding a single saber.

"Catch the assassin!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill!"

The other guards also refused to be outdone, holding their sabers in their hands, and swept past Sun Shaozong like the wind.

"Hey~ wait a minute, leave two people behind... leave two..."

Sun Shaozong originally wanted to leave two people behind to protect Ruan Rong, so that he could free his hands to deal with the assassin. Who knew that the more he shouted, the faster these murderous talents ran. In the blink of an eye, only he and Ruan Rong were left in the doorway.

Ruan Rong saw through his thoughts. Although she was a little reluctant, she still pushed him on the shoulder and said softly, "Brother Sun, you should go in and capture the assassin too. I can take care of myself."

But how could Sun Shaozong rest assured and leave her alone outside the door?

What if an assassin came out from inside, wouldn't that harm her life!

Gritting his teeth, he helped Ruan Rong up and asked, "Do you dare to go in with me to capture the assassin?!"

After the hero saving the beauty just now, Ruan Rong was reluctant to be separated from him for even a moment, and immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Sun Shaozong pulled Ruan Rong across the threshold, flicked his toes, first scooped the Gold Thread Great Ring Blade into his palm, and then followed the shouts of killing all the way forward, bypassing the empty front hall, and arrived at the second courtyard. He saw Feng Xin and others fighting fiercely with a dozen thieves.

The number of people on both sides was similar, and Feng Xin and others were from the Imperial Guards, proficient in joint attack techniques, so they should have the upper hand.

However, one of the assassins was quite skilled in martial arts. The broad iron sword in his hand flew up and down, and he actually trapped Feng Xin and four other guards in the middle, unable to advance or retreat!

He was fighting five enemies alone, and the remaining thieves took the opportunity to bully the few, directly killing the guards until they were sweating profusely, with almost no power to fight back!

Seeing this situation, Sun Shaozong couldn't think too much. He stepped forward and aimed at the thief wielding the broad iron sword, and used a style of splitting Mount Hua with force - he originally just wanted to help Feng Xin and others reduce some pressure, but who knew that the assassin saw that he was still holding a woman in his hand, and gave birth to a bit of contempt, only flicking the broad iron sword with his backhand, wanting to unload the force on his knife.

If it were another opponent, this assassin's response would not be a big problem, after all, the broad iron sword is also a heavy weapon, not much worse than a thick-backed broadsword.

But how could Sun Shaozong's physical strength be judged by common sense?

As the blade and sword clashed, there was a loud 'clang', like a thunderclap in the clear sky!

The wide iron sword was smashed back by the Gold Thread Great Ring Blade, striking the thief's shoulder. Another crisp 'crack' was heard, and half of the shoulder blade instantly shattered into powder.

"Ah~!!"

The assassin, both shocked and in pain, let out a miserable cry, closed his eyes, and fell flat on his back!

The power of this strike was not only beyond the thief's expectations, but even Sun Shaozong himself was taken aback. Feng Xin and the others were greatly encouraged by the sight and praised in unison, "Commandant, you are mighty!"

Sun Shaozong came back to his senses after their praise and quickly ordered, "What are you shouting for! Go and help the other brothers capture the assassins!"

Feng Xin and the others immediately obeyed, each wielding their blades to join the battle.

Sun Shaozong, worried about hurting Ruan Rong, didn't dare to rush into the center of the battle. He could only wander around the edges, and if he found a thief gaining the upper hand, he would strike with a cold blade—these thieves were no match for him even in a head-on fight, let alone a sneak attack. In just a short while, five or six of them had fallen under his blade!

Seeing this, many thieves cursed Sun Shaozong for being despicable, shameless, and extremely insidious.

But in Ruan Rong's eyes, Sun Shaozong was leading her as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard, elegantly wandering through the chaotic battle. With a casual wave of his hand, an assassin would be cut down, truly graceful and mighty!

Just look at her, her eyes were blurred and her heart was pounding like a deer. Her heart was following their tightly clasped fingers, and was stuffed, still hot, into Sun Shaozong's palm.

Everyone, please quickly stuff those hot collections and recommendation tickets into my palm?!