Be Decent, or Be Made Decent (III)

If the Baiyue Assassin Group were here.

They could hand this kind of dirty, exhausting work over to them.

After all, they were already people from a fallen state, desperadoes with nowhere left to go. From a desperado's perspective, they could storm Han Yu's residence and kill Han Yu to tell the King of Han and the Han Kingdom that the Baiyue survivors had not been wiped out, that they were still resisting. Han Yu's death would sting King An of Han, indirectly telling him: however you slaughtered the people of Baiyue back then, that is how I will slaughter the people of your Han Kingdom today. Perhaps you do not care about the common people beneath your rule, but if your own son died because of this, could you really not care at all?

Besides, even taking a step back, Han Yu's death would mean that King An of Han's other children were unsafe as well—especially the Crown Prince. Anyone who was not an idiot could understand that, and King An of Han naturally could too. It would indirectly clear Night Curtain of suspicion.

That was why Lady Mingzhu found it regrettable.

Because she knew the Baiyue Assassin Group's current whereabouts.

The Baiyue Assassin Group had now submitted to Quicksand.

During yesterday's conversation with Han Fei, both sides had spoken almost entirely openly.

Though being schemed against felt deeply frustrating.

They had been outmatched, so there was nothing to say.

Lady Mingzhu was not someone who could not take a loss.

Neither was Bai Yifei.

It was simply that the people they served were different.

Bai Yifei and Lady Mingzhu had clearly joined Ye Qingcang's camp, while the Baiyue Assassin Group had been divided among Han Fei and the others. The Hundred Poisons King, a technical specialist, had been