Should I Kill Him for You?

A sword scar flashed, and blood sprayed high!

'Chu Qing's' face still bore cold killing intent, but his hands involuntarily reached for his own throat.

His body swayed. He tried to struggle two steps forward, but with a thud, he collapsed facedown on the ground and fell still.

The figure of the attacker vanished in the blink of an eye. With a single stepping boost, he had already reached the courtyard wall.

Then he looked back once... and in the next instant, he leaped away.

"Who was that?"

"Third Young Master of the Chu Family was killed by him?"

"Are you stupid? That one was obviously fake. How could the real Third Young Master kill his own father?"

"But what if he had no humanity?"

For a time, the entire front courtyard buzzed with discussion.

Only Wu Qianhuan reacted at once.

She leaped up, first planting a foot on a nearby table, then using the momentum to launch herself after Chu Qing.

"It's him!!"

Although Chu Qing wore a bamboo hat—and had even secretly put on another mask beneath it while no one was looking—

the moment Chu Qing turned back, Wu Qianhuan still caught sight of his eyes.

There was absolutely no mistaking them!

That bastard had shed his servant's clothes and actually disguised himself as a guest of the Chu Family.

"Stop right there!!!"

How could Chu Qing possibly stop... Not only did he not stop, he ran even faster.

Wu Qianhuan gritted her teeth and chased after him.

With her previous experience, she kept Chu Qing locked firmly in her sights this time. No matter how many transformations he had, he could forget about escaping her field of vision!

In the blink of an eye, the Chu Family estate had been left far behind by the two of them. Ahead lay the city gate.

Wu Qianhuan shouted from afar:

"Stop him!!"

The Heavenly Dance Guards stood at the gate. Hearing the shout, they were still wondering who was being so unreasonable.

Were the Heavenly Dance Guards supposed to obey whoever shouted at them?

But when they focused their eyes, they discovered it was their own Eldest Young Lady!

They hurriedly formed up, intending to block the swordsman ahead... Yet when he reached them, he leaped into the air and stepped upon empty space.

A group of Heavenly Dance Guards craned their necks and watched him pass over their heads.

Some experts also flew up to seize him, but the figure that had clearly begun to lose momentum suddenly rose another three feet in midair. His feet borrowed force from the walls within the gate passage again and again, and within a few breaths, he had shot straight through the city gate.

Wu Qianhuan was beside herself with rage:

"Move!!"

The Heavenly Dance Guards felt like crying themselves to death. You were the one who told us to stop him, and you were also the one telling us to move...

What exactly were they supposed to do?

But before they could step aside, Wu Qianhuan had already risen into the air as well, using the heads of several Heavenly Dance Guards as footholds as she passed.

The Heavenly Dance Guards who had been stepped on did not consider it shameful, but glorious.

My head was stepped on by the Eldest Young Lady. Have any of you enjoyed such an honor?

Wu Qianhuan had no idea what these Heavenly Dance Guards were thinking. Her entire mind was focused on capturing Chu Qing.

After Chu Qing vaulted over the city gate, however, he seemed somewhat distracted.

Earlier, he had felt that something was wrong, but he could not put his finger on what exactly was amiss.

By now, though, he had gained a faint understanding.

Yet when he looked back at Wu Qianhuan, he found himself rather speechless.

Judging by her posture, if she did not catch him today, she probably would not let the matter rest.

But recalling what Chu Yunfei had said earlier, he could not help feeling strange. The one who had wronged Wu Qianhuan was actually the original owner of this body, but now that he had inherited this life, those matters would inevitably fall upon his own head.

At that thought, Chu Qing let out a breath, turned around, and stopped.

Wu Qianhuan stopped as well. She looked at Chu Qing coldly, even the smile at the corners of her eyes fading away.

"Not running anymore?"

"I can't run anymore."

Chu Qing smiled.

"You're an unmarried young lady, yet you chased a grown man like me all this way. Aren't you worried something might happen?

"To be honest, I'm not a good person."

"...Then tell me, who exactly are you?"

Wu Qianhuan tugged at the corner of her mouth, her eyes faintly mocking.

"And what reason did you have for breaking into the Chu Family and saving the Chu Family head?"

"What if I refuse to tell you?"

Chu Qing raised his brows slightly. The gaze revealed through his mask carried a hint of frivolity.

Wu Qianhuan placed a hand on her sword hilt.

"Then I'm afraid you won't be leaving today."

Chu Qing smiled helplessly.

"Fine, fine. To be honest, I'm a jianghu man who kills for money to scrape together a living.

"I came to the Chu Family this time merely because someone entrusted me with a task."

"...An assassin?"

The mockery on Wu Qianhuan's face deepened.

"I've heard of assassins taking money to kill, but never of assassins taking money to protect someone... Do you not even know how to lie?"

"The dignified Eldest Young Lady of Heavenly Dance City naturally has no idea how difficult life is for little people like us, muddling about at the bottom of the jianghu. As long as you pay me, never mind saving someone—even if you asked me to do anything else, I would do it."

"Fine."

Wu Qianhuan directly took out a gold ingot from her robes.

"I'll give you this money. Take off your bamboo hat and mask."

Chu Qing: "..."

Wu Qianhuan sneered.

"Didn't you say that as long as someone paid you, you would do anything?"

"You should know, miss, that people in our line of work cannot be seen in the light. Once our true identities are exposed, our lives may be hard to preserve.

"The gold in your hand certainly makes my eyes burn with desire, but compared to my own life... it amounts to nothing."

Listening to him speak, Wu Qianhuan felt her pent-up anger growing harder and harder to contain.

She was already ninety percent certain in her heart, yet this man's words carried such crooked logic that she did not even know where to begin rebutting him.

Enraged, she no longer bothered with any of this. Her hand pressed on her sword hilt as she slowly stepped forward and spoke coldly:

"Talking sense with you is a complete waste of time.

"Since you are unwilling, I'll help strip away this disguise of yours and see who you really are!"

"...Miss, wait!"

Chu Qing hurriedly waved his hands.

"As the saying goes, men and women should not touch when giving or receiving things. We've only just met—how can we start taking off clothes and undoing belts? Though I do it for money, I won't sell myself so cheaply... Watch out!!"

At the end, Chu Qing suddenly cried out.

"The one who should watch out is—"

Wu Qianhuan was so angered that one Buddha had left the world and a second was ascending to heaven. Yet before she could finish the word "you," she sensed something wrong with the wind behind her.

She whirled around and saw a huge fist already before her.

Overturning Sea Dragon Fist Xin Youhen!

What was that bastard doing here?

Wu Qianhuan's expression changed. Fortunately, her sword was already in hand. With a flick of its edge, a bright moon rose.

With a bang, sword qi collided with the force of the fist.

Wu Qianhuan had responded in haste after all. She gave a muffled grunt, staggered back one step, and glanced at Chu Qing.

"Why aren't you leaving!?"

Hearing this, Chu Qing cast Wu Qianhuan a glance.

"You're no match for him."

"So what?"

The veins on Wu Qianhuan's forehead nearly started throbbing again. At a time like this, he was still making sarcastic remarks?

But in the next instant, she heard Chu Qing laugh.

"How about it? Give me some silver, and I'll kill him for you?"