Half an hour later, there were almost no people left around.
Liang Meikong kept looking back from time to time.
"Brother Liang? What's wrong?" Ye Fan asked curiously.
Before, out of courtesy, Ye Fan had always addressed him with terms like Your Highness.
It was only at Liang Meikong's strong insistence that he changed his address.
"I have a feeling someone is following us," Liang Meikong muttered, looking behind him.
"Second brother, you're overthinking it," Liang Rujing yawned again. "This is the imperial city, in broad daylight. Who would be so foolish?"
"Rujing is right, perhaps you really are overthinking it," Ye Fan replied with a smile.
Having just arrived at the imperial city, there was no possibility of them having offended anyone.
As for being targeted because of the siblings?
Even if there were political enemies plotting to harm the Liang siblings, they wouldn't be so foolish as to act within the imperial city.
It seemed that people of royal blood were all somewhat paranoid, always feeling like 'there are always wicked people trying to harm me'.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan glanced at Liang Rujing.
Hmm...
Let's forget about this one...
This carefree person is an exception, not representative...
"Perhaps..." Liang Meikong mumbled and said no more.
It wasn't until Ye Fan and his group were a hundred zhang away that the assassin in the shadows secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed his condition had indeed declined significantly, almost letting them discover him!
Just as the assassin was about to continue tracking, a figure approached him.
"Miss... Young master, wait for me."
The assassin's whole body trembled, and he felt terrible!
He turned his head with a pang of discomfort, only to see the young master from before walking towards him.
It turned out that after the young master recognized his true feelings, he realized his beloved had already run far away.
He had no choice but to chase after her.
This young master, who had just opened the door to a new world, was actually a very shy person. Under normal circumstances, he would never have dared to chase after someone.
Normally, let alone chasing someone, even speaking a word to a young lady would make him shy for a long time.
This was no exaggeration; the ladies at the Peony Pavilion could attest to it.
Every time this young master went to the Peony Pavilion to play cards, he would be exceptionally shy, unable to even lift his head in front of the ladies.
The courage he mustered to chase after her this time was immense!
This beloved person looked unfamiliar and was clearly not from the imperial city.
He didn't know the other person's name or address. If he missed this chance, he might miss her forever!
In fact, on the way chasing after her, he had also thought for a long time.
The conclusion of his thoughts was that this person was definitely the true love he had been desperately seeking!
Speaking might lead to failure, but at least he would have tried!
He didn't want to spend the rest of his life in regret and remorse!
Looking at the young master, the assassin felt a pang of discomfort and a wave of annoyance.
It seemed his condition had declined more than just a little. After being harassed by a few perverts earlier, his vigilance had dropped.
Now, someone was chasing after him, and he hadn't noticed at all!
Damn it, this wasn't just a decline, it was a landslide!
"I'm very busy right now and don't have time for you, scram!" the assassin said, preparing to leave.
The young master grabbed his arm.
"Let go!" The assassin's patience was running thin.
The target group was about to leave his sight, and if he was delayed further, he might lose them.
I don't have time to deal with you perverts right now, get lost!
The young master said nothing, but looked at the assassin and smiled foolishly.
At this moment, he was completely convinced that the person in front of him was his destined true love!
Because he could finally lift his head and look at the other person!
And the urge to lift his head was unprecedentedly strong!
Brave!
Hard!
Full of passion!
This wonderful feeling was something he had never experienced in his twenty-plus years.
His heart was filled with excitement, joy, and other emotions.
It was this beloved person who had helped him regain his confidence and dignity as a man!
He now wanted nothing more than to pull his beloved into his arms and express his gratitude fiercely through action!
The assassin's rage finally erupted!
It was not convenient to act when there were many people before, but now there was almost no one around!
The disappearance of an ordinary mortal, even on such a night, would not amount to anything.
He grabbed the young master and walked towards a small alley.
He intended to vent all the anger he felt from being harassed by those perverts onto this one pervert!
This time, she wasn't planning to create any artwork; it would be pure slaughter!
After all, artists don't spend all their time creating art!
"My dear, don't hold back," the young master said, gazing at the assassin with adoration.
The assassin shuddered, almost spitting up.
Although dealing with this young master took a little time, the assassin ultimately did not lose track of Ye Fan and the others.
Along the way, the Liang siblings said goodbye to Ye Fan and took a carriage back.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, led the two grandpas, who were so full they were rolling their eyes, towards the Second Prince's residence.
The assassin also followed them discreetly.
After Ye Fan and the others returned home, the assassin remained outside the mansion.
It was not yet time for him to act.
The death and demise of humans were inherently ugly things.
And his work was to transform ugliness into beautiful art!
Therefore, the hour of the ox was the most perfect time to strike!
The moon gradually hid behind the dark clouds, and the hour of the ox arrived!
Looking at the Second Prince's luxurious mansion, the assassin nodded with satisfaction.
The working environment this time was very good, perfectly matching his identity as an artist!
Before making his move, the assassin looked suspiciously at the two rooms on the second floor.
There were two unfamiliar auras there.
The assassin changed direction and crept towards those two rooms.
He wasn't concerned about their Golden Core realm cultivation, as mere Golden Core cultivators were beneath his notice.
What concerned him was that the owners of those two auras were women!
And very beautiful women!
He had a strange talent: he could judge a person's beauty or ugliness just by their aura.
And this talent only applied to women.
Although he had no interest in romantic relationships between men and women, it did not mean he was not interested in women.
Quite the contrary.
He had an extremely strong interest in women, especially beautiful ones!
Because beautiful women would be even more captivating and charming when made into works of art, and this beauty could be preserved forever.
Although Zhu Pigu's target was only Ye Fan, it did not prevent the assassin from working overtime.
His current state was like that of a sculptor seeing a perfect piece of raw wood; even without a reward, he couldn't resist carving it.
However, there was no rush for this.
Two Golden Core cultivators were not going anywhere, anyway.
He would deal with the main target first.
Moreover, in his eyes, Ye Fan was also an excellent 'raw material', the kind that he couldn't help but want to turn into a work of art, even without compensation.
After walking a few steps, the assassin happened to pass by the room of the two grandpas.
The assassin felt a surge of nausea.
He hated all old people, to the point of detestation.
Regardless of gender, aging was a sin!
Old age led to ugliness.
Their skin was like withered bark, full of unsightly wrinkles.
Thinking of this made him want to vomit!
It was simply too ugly!
Ugliness was the greatest sin in the world, and it must be eradicated!
The assassin touched his chest and quickened his pace towards Ye Fan's room.
He would deal with the ugly things last, lest they affect his work mood!
The assassin's hand rested on Ye Fan's door, hesitating for a moment.
It wasn't out of fear of being discovered, but because he was contemplating the most perfect way to process his target.
He had prepared several plans before, but as the moment to act approached, he felt they were still not perfect enough.
As he was thinking, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Little girl, are you looking for Ye Fan?"