Commission!

There is no law in this world!

Three hundred years ago, the Jianghu and the imperial court had a conflict.

Initially, the Great Gan Dynasty had the upper hand, crushing the scattered soldiers and freelancers of the Jianghu, almost to the point of trampling the Jianghu under their horses.

But then, for reasons unknown, the masters suddenly broke into the Great Gan royal court overnight.

This battle shook the heavens and cracked the earth, shattering the imperial court. The reinforcements were too late to arrive, and countless imperial guards died in droves. The entire Great Gan royal court was awash in blood.

Even the Great Gan Emperor at the time was dragged to the Meridian Gate and beheaded by these Jianghu masters.

It could be said that the heavens were overturned.

After this battle, the Great Gan royal family never recovered and vanished without a trace.

In the Jianghu, heroes rose one after another, drawing lines on the ground to establish their own kingdoms and ruling their own territories.

This grandly kicked off a new chapter of three hundred years of bloody Jianghu.

The initial years were the most brutal, with a complete reshuffling of the world order, constant conflicts in the Jianghu, and bloodshed everywhere.

Even today, we are still in a chaotic era of the Jianghu.

In such an era, human lives are as cheap as dogs...

No one would turn back for a trivial waiter, nor would they care about such a humble life.

Except for his closest friends and family.

The shopkeeper of the tea stall, perhaps having cried enough, had a rare sharpness in his eyes.

He looked around and approached a corpse.

Gritting his teeth, he snatched the knife from the corpse's hand, stood up, and walked in the direction the Iron Horse Seven Bandits had gone.

But after taking only two steps, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Want revenge?"

"Who!?"

The shopkeeper was startled by the voice and instinctively assumed the Iron Horse Seven Bandits had returned. He turned around and wildly swung his saber.

However, the space behind him was empty. There was no one, not even a shadow.

The shopkeeper froze, thinking he had misheard, but the next moment the voice reached his ears again:

"You don't know martial arts. If you go, you won't find them, and even if you do, it will only be a suicide mission."

The shopkeeper's hair stood on end, and he realized the speaker was also a Jianghu person.

But he was definitely not one of the Iron Horse Seven Bandits, otherwise, he would be dead by now.

Therefore, he loosened his grip, and the saber immediately fell to the ground.

Not knowing where the speaker was, he knelt down with a thud:

"Great Hero! Huzhi died unjustly!

"I have no wife or children in my life, only this nephew. I treated him as my own since he was young.

"Now... now that he's dead, his mother probably won't survive either.

"I know I'm incapable, please, Great Hero, lend me your aid!!"

Although the shopkeeper didn't know who the speaker was, since he had spoken, perhaps he was willing to take care of this matter.

Even if there was only a sliver of hope, he wanted his nephew to rest in peace.

However, after he spoke, it was as if a stone had sunk into the sea.

There was no response for a long time.

The shopkeeper's heart sank to the bottom. Just as he thought the person had left, he heard the voice again:

"You said one thing wrong."

"Little one... what did I get wrong?"

The shopkeeper's heart trembled, and he asked.

"I am not a Great Hero. I charge money for killing people."

The shopkeeper immediately said:

"I am willing to give everything I have, even to be your slave, I will not hesitate."

"Remember what you said."

The voice suddenly turned cold, making the shopkeeper's heart tighten. Then, there was no more sound.

After a long while, he finally turned to look around, but still found nothing.

However, after this ordeal, he calmed down.

He turned back to the waiter's corpse, his face full of grief, and approached him, picking up the body:

"Huzhi... did you hear that? Someone, someone is willing to avenge you."

"Wait a little longer... just a little longer."

[Commission: Assassinate the Iron Horse Seven Bandits (3 remaining)]

Chu Qing moved stealthily, running through the forest while checking his System page.

Naturally, it was him who had just spoken with the teahouse shopkeeper.

Having integrated all the memories of the original owner, Chu Qing understood that in this world, human lives were as cheap as grass.

For the sake of a waiter, it didn't seem worth the trouble.

However, Chu Qing had his reasons for getting involved.

Since he had obtained an assassin System, how could he grow stronger without assassinating targets?

If he didn't grow stronger, how could he deal with the endless pursuit from the Sin Mirror Platform?

Although he had temporary peace now, temporary was not permanent.

This play would never end until he and the Sin Mirror Platform decided life and death.

So, since there was such an opportunity, of course, he couldn't let it go...

Besides that, Chu Fan's grudge with the Iron Horse Seven Bandits was also one of the reasons. It wasn't that Chu Qing had any deep affection for this cheap second brother of his.

The main thing was that this person was skilled in martial arts, possessed natural divine strength, and had apprenticed under a famous master. His abilities could be seen from their previous battle.

The thief leader of the Iron Horse Seven Bandits, being pursued by him, likely wouldn't survive.

This was equivalent to one-third of the targets being eliminated without him having to lift a finger.

Taking on such a mission was truly a guaranteed profit with no loss.

There was simply no reason to let it go.

Tracking was a basic skill for an assassin.

Having spent nearly a year mingling within the Sin Mirror Platform, Chu Qing naturally possessed this skill.

Moreover, he surmised that besides the leader, the Iron Horse Seven Bandits, the remaining two wouldn't have gone too far.

Chu Fan's intention was to eliminate the main culprit first, and his primary target was naturally not them. As long as they escaped Chu Fan's line of sight, they would naturally let down their guard.

In reality, it was just as Chu Qing had thought. After tracking along the road for only about three li, Chu Qing heard the sound of horse hooves.

The speed wasn't too fast, and there was already an intention to turn back, which was somewhat beyond Chu Qing's expectation.

After discerning the direction of the horse, Chu Qing took a slight detour and soon arrived at a narrow path.

Looking up, the galloping horse was already right in front of him, and riding it was one of the Iron Horse Seven Bandits.

Facing this sudden beggar, the great thief on horseback was stunned for a moment, then roared angrily:

"You stinking beggar, are you looking for death?"

As the words fell, not only did he not stop, but he urged his horse forward even more.

He wanted to trample this ignorant beggar to death under his horse's hooves.

Chu Qing said nothing. He lightly raised his hand, and the bamboo stick in his palm flew out. He reached out and grabbed it, and with a crack, the bamboo stick shattered as he gripped it.

Hiss!

The broken bamboo stick, along with the scabbard, flew out, its sharp edge revealed!

Seeing this, the great thief on horseback naturally knew something was wrong. He took out a chain from behind his waist and was about to throw it.

Just then, a flash of silver light appeared, and blood splattered everywhere!

Crash, a severed hand was thrown up along with the chain.

Before the great thief on horseback could be shocked by the speed and ruthlessness of this sword strike, a bang sounded from his chest, accompanied by the sound of cracking bones. Chu Qing kicked him off the horse.