Really Dead? Or Faking Death?
They had barely left the alley by the prison when they spotted Shangguan Xi and Xie Xiao. Judging by their expressions, they had been waiting there for some time.
Wang Yue knew Xie Xiao fairly well, and he was a little puzzled about why the two of them had come. He hurried over and asked Xie Xiao, "What are you doing here? Don't tell me you're planning to break someone out of prison?"
Xie Xiao shook his head and replied in his usual unserious manner, "No, I just think you're a decent guy. I heard you were leaving, so I came to see you off. My senior sister knows Zhai Lanye, so she wanted to see her off, too."
Wang Yue shook his head and said sternly, "Zhai Lanye's identity is no simple matter. You'd better not go poking around."
Hearing Wang Yue say that, Shangguan Xi didn't try to come any closer. She merely urged them, "Whatever the case, Zhai Lanye and I know each other. Please look after her a little on the way."
Wang Yue raised an eyebrow. It seemed Shangguan Xi and Zhai Lanye had more than a casual acquaintance. He said nothing, merely cupped his hands to the two of them before hurrying to catch up with the group.
On the way to the docks, they reached a stretch of official road with few people around, and immediately went on guard.
But their vigilance was of little use. The martial artists who suddenly charged out of the woods were more than the Imperial Guards could handle. If Lu Yi hadn't drilled them so well that three or five men could work together, this ambush might have left them with many dead and wounded.
Even so, several men were injured, and