Yu Xing, who was skilled at tracking, once said that if one wanted to find Jian Wuying, it would only be possible if he himself was injured and couldn't move quickly.
As expected, Jian Wuying tonight clearly had a problem.
Although he had been circulating his internal energy to recuperate for some time, the aura of an assassin on him had weakened considerably.
"I'll give you a chance to leave on your own. I don't want to hurt you."
Feng Yexuan stood against the wind, blocking the master and disciple duo, who were planning to leave under the cover of night, beneath the trees at the village entrance.
Xiao Yao immediately stepped forward, shielding Ye Qingying.
"Prince Xuan, my master and I have no enmity with you. If you let us go today, we will surely repay this kindness in the future."
Feng Yexuan stared at her petite figure. Instead of moving aside, he took two steps forward.
"Prince Xuan..." His aura was too formidable. Xiao Yao instinctively retreated behind him.
But behind her was her master, who had lost at least half of his cultivation due to the torment of the蛊毒 (gu poison).
There was nowhere to retreat!
Xiao Yao straightened her back, meeting Feng Yexuan's gaze.
"Your Highness..."
"Are you going to fight me for him?" Feng Yexuan's gaze fell upon her hands.
On this small hand, a short knife had appeared at some point.
She was truly going to be his enemy!
Feng Yexuan's aura instantly turned ice-cold.
The knife in her hand had appeared too quickly; he hadn't had a chance to see clearly how it materialized.
Li'er, is it really you!
The Qiankun Chain has recognized its master. If you refuse to admit it, then I will force you to do so!
Feng Yexuan's eyes suddenly darkened. He leaped up and forcefully pushed a palm towards the two of them.
Ye Qingying had not expected Feng Yexuan to actually strike, with Xiao Yao right in front of him.
As a reflex, without a second thought, Ye Qingying grabbed Xiao Yao and flung her away.
With a bang, that palm landed on Ye Qingying's chest. He was sent flying backward and crashed heavily onto the ground.
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood!
"Master!" Xiao Yao flipped in mid-air and landed steadily on the ground.
But as soon as she touched the ground, she saw her master being struck by Feng Yexuan and falling to the ground, severely injured!
"Don't you dare hurt my master!" The sight of that blood ignited Xiao Yao's fury. She raised the knife in her hand and lunged towards Feng Yexuan.
"Come... back." Ye Qingying wanted to stop her, but Feng Yexuan's previous palm strike was too powerful.
He opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood, barely having the strength to speak.
Although his martial arts were inferior to Prince Xuan's, if he hadn't lost most of his cultivation due to the torment of the 蛊毒 (gu poison), he wouldn't have been bullied by Prince Xuan like this!
Feng Yexuan watched coldly as Xiao Yao approached him. He didn't even spare the short knife a glance.
Casually, he snatched the short knife away and held it in his hand.
The palm strike was neither light nor heavy, but it easily tossed Xiao Yao aside.
His target was Ye Qingying!
Feng Yexuan walked towards Ye Qingying, who was lying on the ground and struggling to get up, his palm charged with true qi.
"Don't touch my master!" Xiao Yao, who had been thrown aside, scrambled to her feet. Without a weapon, she twisted her wrist, and silver needles appeared in her hand.
With a few swift movements, the silver needles were shot towards Feng Yexuan's back.
Feng Yexuan showed no reaction, not even attempting to dodge.
Xiao Yao didn't know what was happening to her. As she watched the silver needles about to pierce Feng Yexuan's back, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her chest.
It was too late to stop it!
The silver needles were about to hit their mark!