When Gu Shenwei arrived, all he saw were five corpses.
Han Wuxian swooped low over the grass like a falcon, rising and dipping. The Golden Peng Assassins and the Dragon King's assassins were working together for the first time, yet they moved with remarkable coordination. No arrangements or orders were needed. They dismounted at once and spread out in a fan, some in pursuit, others blocking escape routes, each at his own task, like a pack of loyal hounds hunting down hidden birds.
One of the corpses wore a hood. Shangguan Fei broke off a thick stalk of grass and used it to lift the edge of the hood. "He's obviously a noble from the Northern Court."
Gu Shenwei sighed. "That's the Great Commander of the Imperial Guard."
Shangguan Fei jumped and tossed away the stalk. "What was the Great Commander doing here? Isn't the Imperial Guard about to go to war with the Holy Sun King?"
Gu Shenwei didn't understand either. King Yue Yao's contest to take heads was a simple trap. The Great Commander shouldn't have fallen for it, much less risked himself with only four guards.
"The Holy Sun King must be delighted." Shangguan Fei had never met the Great Commander, but he understood how important he was. "The next round of chaos at the Dragon Court is about to begin."
Gu Shenwei had guessed that Moonlight Hall would do everything in its power to assassinate the Great Commander. Yet when they had gathered two days ago, the Great Commander had seemed confident about his safety, as if he already had a way to guard against the female assassins. Gu Shenwei hadn't expected him to be so careless.
"Cough." A corpse made a sound. Shangguan Fei jumped again, leaped back three paces, and drew his Narrow Saber.