Struggle at Yunhe Temple

"You're all insane!"

Zeng Jing couldn't help but clench her fists, her low voice slowly echoing within the small courtyard.

Using Rama's Remains to lure King Runner out for a decisive battle was certainly a feasible plan, after all, Rama's Remains had almost become King Runner's obsession.

He was determined to restore his manhood and escape the identity of a eunuch.

Rama's Remains were his only hope.

But King Runner wasn't a fool. When he came to meet with Wen Qingkong and the other, wouldn't he bring Dark Stone assassins with him?

"This is the only chance to kill King Runner. Give me Rama's Remains."

"Drizzle."

Jiang Asheng's expression was serious, his eyes like torches.

For a moment, Zeng Jing actually found those eyes so familiar.

Li Guishou was a famous doctor in Mingzhou, and his specialty was the art of disguise.

But while the face could be changed, those eyes could never be altered.

Wen Qingkong watched from the side, saying nothing.

Last night, if Zeng Jing hadn't protected the Li Lan mother and daughter, blocking the Dark Stone assassins, he would have killed Zeng Jing along with them.

Now, he found this couple's grudges and love affairs even less interesting, only annoying.

"Time is of the essence."

"King Runner already knows we're here. After all, he controls Dark Stone."

"Although Lei Bin, Lian Sheng, and Ye Zhanqing are dead, there are still many Dark Stone assassins."

"If we don't strike first, once King Runner is fully prepared, we'll be the ones who die."

Wen Qingkong calmly reminded the couple.

Jiang Asheng quickly walked into the house, removed a brick from the floor, and beneath the brick was a rectangular wooden box. Opening the box, inside were two swords, one long and one short.

Seeing these two swords, Zeng Jing's body trembled, and she couldn't help but take a step back, her face pale.

She had actually been living with this man who was her family's murderer.

Jiang Asheng brought the two swords to Zeng Jing.

"You want to kill me?"

Zeng Jing stubbornly looked at Jiang Asheng, and at this moment, she actually had some of the demeanor of Drizzle, Dark Stone's top assassin.

Jiang Asheng didn't speak, he just drew the two swords.

Having not been used for so long, these two swords had actually rusted.

"I thought I would never need them again."

"Until Dark Stone arrived last night, I realized that without eliminating Dark Stone, even if I changed my appearance, I would still need them."

"I understand that you're unwilling to hand over Rama's Remains."

"But please sharpen these two swords for me."

Jiang Asheng pushed the two swords, one long and one short, in front of Drizzle.

Wen Qingkong thought to himself that Jiang Asheng was truly amazing. He probably knew her identity as Drizzle when she transformed into Zeng Jing and came here, which was why he took the initiative to attack and marry Drizzle.

His blatant affection back then was obvious even to Auntie Cai. This kind of love at first sight happening to a former noble young master and Jianghu swordsman was inevitably a bit melodramatic.

But if Jiang Asheng was doing it on purpose, then everything made sense.

Jiang Asheng had set up a love trap for Zeng Jing.

Now, Zeng Jing couldn't overcome this love trap.

Zeng Jing's hands trembled. She thought Jiang Asheng would kill her, but she didn't expect Jiang Asheng to solve the worries of her life.

He had let go of hatred, so what did she have to fear?

Wen Qingkong, a fifteen-year-old boy, could understand the situation, so how could she, a top assassin, not understand?

"Okay!"

"I'll sharpen your swords!"

"I'll go with you!"

Zeng Jing took out a whetstone, and Wen Qingkong leaned against the door, quietly watching with Jiang Asheng as Zeng Jing polished the Sansha Swords until they gleamed like new.

"Rama's Remains are under the Buddha statue at Yunhe Temple, we'll challenge him to a duel there."

Zeng Jing handed the Sansha Swords to Jiang Asheng.

"Okay!"

"I'll go inform him."

Jiang Asheng took the swords and flew away. He was skilled in lightness, otherwise he wouldn't have specialized in running errands.

Wen Qingkong lazily said, "Let's go, to Yunhe Temple."

Zeng Jing looked at the young man before her. His decisiveness put even her, a killer, to shame.

Having retired to this city, selling cloth, cooking, and washing clothes every day, she had gradually become hesitant and cautious.

The two left the city and headed straight for Yunhe Temple.

Yunhe Temple was located halfway up the mountain. Behind the temple was a vast, open space filled with various stone statues.

Zeng Jing retrieved the upper half of Rama's Remains from beneath a stone statue. Then, the two waited there for Jiang Asheng and King Runner to arrive.

"Our sudden challenge has caught King Runner off guard. He won't have time to mobilize too many Dark Stone assassins."

"This is our only chance."

Wen Qingkong looked at the sun in the sky, the sound of Drizzle ringing in his ears.

She turned her face to look at the young man's delicate and handsome profile, so dashing and gentle.

"If you were a killer, you would definitely be the most formidable killer."

Zeng Jing wasn't flattering him, but rather expressing a feeling she had experienced firsthand during this affair.

"What's so good about being a killer?"

"Always living on the edge."

"What I dislike the most are killers."

"Then why are you a corpse seamster?"

"Corpse seamsters make a living off the dead, and are always despised."

Zeng Jing felt that being a killer was better than being a corpse seamster.

Wen Qingkong glanced at her: "Couldn't make a living, bad luck, destined to be alone for life, so I was noticed by the Ministry of Justice in Yujing City and assigned to the Corpse Seamstress Workshop. Not long ago, the Corpse Seamstress Workshop was disbanded. To make a living, I came to Mingzhou."

"Corpse seamsters make a living off the dead, but every time I look at those corpses, I can learn about their life stories, all kinds of stories, all kinds of lives. That's much better than being a killer."

Zeng Jing furrowed her brow slightly. She didn't understand what Wen Qingkong meant.

How could one see so much from a corpse?

He was just a young man, exaggerating and unwilling to let others belittle him.

Wen Qingkong knew from Zeng Jing's expression that she didn't believe him at all.

Wen Qingkong didn't care. If it weren't for the system, even he wouldn't believe what he was saying.

It was now noon, and the sun was blazing.

Jiang Asheng returned.

He looked invigorated, obviously King Runner had agreed to come.

"He'll be here in at most half an hour."

"When I found him, he was being scolded by a young eunuch, his servile demeanor a far cry from his usual arrogant self."

Zeng Jing said in a deep voice, "The Mingzhou royal family is a Great Xia Dynasty heteronomous king, favoring eunuchs and often clashing with the state chancellor and foreign ministers. King Runner is so cautious, not just to conceal himself. I always feel he has other purposes."

"After all, Dark Stone is manipulating even the promotion of officials within Mingzhou. This is no longer the scope that a killer organization should be involved in."

The Great Xia Empire has a total of Mingzhou Zhu Family heteronomous king, Songzhou Zhao Family heteronomous king, and Suizhou Yang Family heteronomous king, possessing tens of thousands of miles of territory and hundreds of counties, forming a country of their own.

Dark Stone's manipulation of official promotions in Mingzhou did indeed not seem like something a simple killer organization would do.