The area around Youjiejie fell deathly silent. Several unattended gambling dens went up in roaring flames.
On Old Street, strewn with shattered walls and ruins, Xu Bailin leaned against a wall with his head hanging, blood slowly running down the steps.
After confirming he was thoroughly dead, Ye Jingtang turned toward the end of the street. Along the way, he picked up the Chi Dragon Ring-Pommel Saber embedded in the ground and sheathed it at his waist.
The disturbance had not lasted long. Only now did countless constables arrive across the rooftops.
Afraid her identity would be exposed, Third Madam had returned to the carriage ahead of time. Luo Ning stood beside the two men, her face veiled and the Three-Foot Green Edge held at an angle in her hand.
Wang Er lay facedown on the ground without a sound. Wang Chengjing had already been badly injured and had received the most attention. Blood seeped from his mouth and nose as he lay to one side, his body bloodstained, breathing out far more than he breathed in.
Seeing Ye Jingtang approach, Luo Ning raised her sword and said,
"They're the Two Wangs of Yanzhou. What should we do with them?"
Seeing these two idiot assassins try to kill "Ye Silang" and "Ye Jingtang" in succession, Ye Jingtang knew the Zhou Family was behind them. Junshan Terrace would not have thought to eliminate both his identities at once, but according to Xu Bailin's confession, Junshan Terrace could not be disentangled from this affair either.
"Secretly hiring killers to murder an official is tantamount to rebellion. These two are witnesses. Hand them over to the Black Bureau for questioning first and see if they can dig anything up. Were you or Third Madam hurt?"
"You'd already injured these two. I barely did