Aggressive

Zeng Jing clenched her hands, hatred rising in her heart, but her face remained impassive.

"If you have any issues, come at me. They're all innocent people. Let them go."

King Runner chuckled, his laughter filled with disdain, his face so dark it seemed about to drip water.

He turned around, looking at the trusted aide he had personally trained.

Even her face had been changed.

He lowered his eyelids and snorted softly, "Innocent people? How many innocent people have died under your Watersplitter Sword? Let's not talk about the distant past; let's just talk about the recent case of the Zhang family in Mingzhou. You killed the entire household, even the stable boy who fed the horses. Was he not innocent?"

King Runner lightly tapped the table with his right hand.

"Remember what I said."

"Otherwise, you should know how Dark Stone deals with things."

Zeng Jing didn't speak. Of course, she knew how Dark Stone would handle things.

In the past, she would have fled long ago if she encountered such a situation. Jiang Asheng, Auntie Cai, the Li Lan family – if they died, they died. It was enough for her to live.

But now, for some reason, Zeng Jing felt a deep sense of unease, guilt, and even an emotion she couldn't completely let go of.

Living with Jiang Asheng every day, setting up a stall with Li Lan and Auntie Cai every day.

The Buddhists say: Lay down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

She couldn't forget the words Lu Zhu had said to her before his death.

But today, she was ultimately too sinful to enter the Buddhist gate and live a peaceful life.

"Alright!"

Zeng Jing agreed. She would continue to serve Dark Stone, and she would bring Rama's Remains and eight hundred thousand taels of silver back to Dark Stone and hand them over to King Runner.

Only then could she exchange them for the lives of these people.

Jiang Asheng, Auntie Cai, Li Lan, Wen Qingkong, and little Shuang'er.

Suddenly, a Dark Stone assassin ran in from outside and whispered a few words in King Runner's ear. King Runner couldn't help but look astonished.

Zeng Jing frowned slightly, wondering what had happened.

King Runner suddenly laughed, his laughter filled with speechlessness.

"It's really unexpected. This small street, with only a few households, actually has secrets."

"Drizzle, let me tell you something. The three Dark Stone assassins sent to your neighbor's house are all missing."

"Now, I'll give you one chance."

"Go kill their family of three, return Rama's Remains to me, and then I'll let you and your husband leave."

King Runner was indeed King Runner, arranging things properly as he spoke.

This request gave Zeng Jing leeway, but the price was the Wen Qingkong family of three.

Zeng Jing also did not expect that the Dark Stone assassins would all die in Wen Qingkong's home. She was overjoyed, but King Runner's request caught her off guard.

King Runner had such a ruthless heart, actually asking her to kill the Wen Qingkong family of three.

She couldn't bear it, but King Runner promised her that if she killed the Wen Qingkong family of three, she could leave with Jiang Asheng and never return to Dark Stone.

This promise was also extremely tempting to Zeng Jing.

For a moment, she was conflicted and hesitant...

King Runner was not in a hurry. He had plenty of time and patience.

At the Wen Qingkong's house, Wen Qingkong was with Li Lan and her daughter, his eyes slightly closed. Then, his eyes suddenly opened, shooting out a cold light like a sharp blade.

"Hide in the house and don't come out."

Li Lan nodded obediently.

Little Shuang'er's clear childish voice rang out, "Uncle, you must drive away the bad guys. You are the most amazing hero!"

Wen Qingkong raised a smile, "Shuang'er is right. Uncle is the most amazing hero and will definitely drive away the bad guys."

He opened the door and saw that the courtyard walls were already full of Dark Stone assassins.

In front of the courtyard, King Runner, Ye Zhanqing, Lei Bin, and Magician were watching him as if they were watching a good show.

In front of them was Zeng Jing, holding the Watersplitter Sword.

Wen Qingkong was wearing a gray cloth robe. At only fifteen years old, he was still a child in front of King Runner, Lei Bin, and the others.

"You want to kill us?"

Wen Qingkong's eyes blazed, and Zeng Jing couldn't help but turn her head away, not daring to face Wen Qingkong's gaze.

"I'm sorry."

Wen Qingkong sneered, "Li Lan treats you like her friend, and a simple 'I'm sorry' is enough?"

"I have no choice. I have to protect Jiang Asheng's life."

Wen Qingkong looked at her playfully, "Then have you asked Jiang Asheng? Husband and wife should be of one heart and mind, and should not hide things from each other. Why do you think that the decision you make will definitely be accepted by Jiang Asheng?"

"He's just an ordinary person, he doesn't understand the affairs of the martial world."

Zeng Jing finally turned her head, looking directly at Wen Qingkong.

When Jiang Asheng was mentioned, Zeng Jing became calm, regaining some of Drizzle's composure.

Wen Qingkong shook his head and chuckled, originally intending to find a bargain, but he never thought he would get himself involved.

In the end, he didn't expect Dark Stone to think of using ordinary people to threaten Zeng Jing, nor did he expect that Zeng Jing, this former ace assassin, would actually develop feelings and no longer be as indifferent as she once was.

He interlaced his fingers and cracked his knuckles.

Then, he lifted the hem of his cloth robe and tucked it into his belt.

"It's a good opportunity for me to see the Forty-One Styles of Water Splitting Swordplay."

"Forgive me for the offense!"

Zeng Jing flew forward with her sword, aiming straight for Wen Qingkong.

Wen Qingkong probed with two fingers, clamping the Watersplitter Sword's blade.

This scene caused a sudden silence around them, and even King Runner frowned.

Zeng Jing's sword was actually caught by someone using only two fingers.

That was the Watersplitter Sword, capable of cutting through metal and jade, and an ordinary person's fingers would be instantly sliced off upon contact with its blade!

Zeng Jing was the most surprised of all. She really found it hard to reconcile the young man before her with the one she saw climbing high and low with little Shuang'er, playing hide-and-seek.

The fact that he could kill Dark Stone assassins meant he must have some martial arts skills.

She just hadn't expected his martial arts to be so advanced.

Zeng Jing gave a delicate shout, trying to pull the sword out with all her might, but the sword didn't budge.

Then, Wen Qingkong yanked the sword forward, causing Zeng Jing's body to involuntarily tilt forward as well.

Zeng Jing immediately let go, and the Watersplitter Sword fell into Wen Qingkong's hands.

He flicked his finger, tapping the sword's blade, producing a crisp ringing sound.

"Hmph!"

With a delicate snort, Ye Zhanqing actually flew over to attack.

"Don't go!"

King Runner frowned, but Ye Zhanqing's attack was completely unexpected, and no one noticed it.

Therefore, King Runner didn't have time to grab her and could only watch helplessly as she attacked Wen Qingkong.

Ye Zhanqing believed she was stronger than Zeng Jing. Why should she be Zeng Jing's replacement!

Now that Zeng Jing had been defeated by Wen Qingkong, it was her chance to prove herself.

Ye Zhanqing didn't do as Zeng Jing had done. As soon as she made her move, she brought the Forty-One Styles of Water Splitting Swordplay's secrets to their peak.

The sword light poured down like a gust of wind and a torrential rain, instantly enveloping Wen Qingkong's entire body. The density of the sword energy was so great that not even water could seep through!

A hint of triumph appeared on the corner of Ye Zhanqing's mouth. She didn't believe that Wen Qingkong could still block such dense sword energy.

Sure enough, Ye Zhanqing's sword was not caught.

She stood still, withdrew her sword, and the sword light dissipated.

Wen Qingkong was unscathed, except for the dense, tiny holes that had appeared on his cloth robe, all poked out by Ye Zhanqing's Water Splitting Swordplay.