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Chapter 361: The Unrivaled Emei Sect
Chapter 361: The Unrivaled Emei Sect
"These few men do not look like good people. They sneaked into the palace with ill intentions and are undoubtedly spies! Kill them, and I, your lord, shall reward you handsomely!" Lord Wang's sharp voice rang out, and he ordered his minions, "Get rid of them!"
On the other side, Ma Laoliu's gaze toward Zhang Yingfeng had lost its previous admiration and flattery. Instead, it turned into jealousy and murderous intent. "You're asking for death!"
Zhang Yingfeng was baffled. "What did we do?"
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't understand the situation at that moment, but he didn't have time to think about it. Dozens of young eunuchs and servants rushed forward, some with fists, some with sticks, and a few even baring their teeth.
The most aggressive of them all was Ma Laoliu, who had just led them in. He mixed among the group of young eunuchs, his fists like thunderbolts and his legs like swift wind, carrying a hint of the essence of the Northern Kick and the Great Flood Fist.
However, he was no match for Zhang Yingfeng. With his right hand forming a sword finger, Zhang Yingfeng slightly poked Ma Laoliu's wrist, then tripped him, sending him flying.
Lu Xiaofeng, standing beside him, had eyes that shone with a sharp light. His body slipped through the crowd like a fish, and he grabbed Ma Laoliu's wrist as he lay on the ground, still dazed from being thrown. "Why did you suddenly turn on us? Did you see a swordsman in white here?"
Ma Laoliu stared at Lu Xiaofeng, his eyes bulging. He clutched Lu Xiaofeng's arm tightly, making a 'hehe' sound but unable to utter a word. Fresh blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Yingfeng, standing next to him, was startled. "I didn't draw my sword!"
The next moment, everyone's gaze fell on Ma Laoliu's left rib, where a dagger was embedded, its hilt almost completely hidden. It had pierced his heart.
"Murder!"
"An assassin in the palace!"
"Where are the guards? Come and catch the murderer!"
Ma Laoliu seemed to want to say something, but before he could, his eyes dimmed, his head tilted, and he died.
"Killing to silence him!" Lu Xiaofeng said bitterly, then looked up and asked, "Where did that Lord Wang go?"
Su Shaoying said, "He left after shouting that sentence."
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed. "What a poisonous scheme!"
The young eunuchs who had just surrounded them suddenly scattered, but in the distance, sturdy men with knives and sticks were rushing over, and farther away, shadows of the imperial guards could be seen.
To be honest, Zhang Yingfeng had not expected to encounter Ma Laoliu and Lord Wang in the palace, let alone get into another conflict.
Reasonably, Zhang Yingfeng hadn't made any mud figures, and Lu Xiaofeng wasn't there to investigate a case. They had entered openly, and they wouldn't have crossed paths with Ye Gucheng. So, why was there another conflict?
Su Shaoying looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said, "You're really a jinx."
Lu Xiaofeng angrily asked, "How am I a jinx?"
Su Shaoying calmly replied, "You asked Sun a question, and he almost died. Now you've asked Ma a question, and he's dead. And you still deny being a jinx?"
Lu Xiaofeng was speechless.
"Now is not the time to discuss this. We need to get out of here quickly," Zhang Yingfeng urged.
They were currently in the palace, and Ma Laoliu, who had brought them in, was now dead. They had no relevant witnesses, and if they didn't leave soon, they would likely be surrounded and killed by the imperial guards as spies and assassins.
"Let's go!" Lu Xiaofeng said, and the four of them headed towards the wall of the imperial city.
The ten-zhang-high imperial city wall looked smooth and impossible to climb. Even the renowned Thief King, Sikong Zhaixing, wouldn't be able to scale it.
If they had their swords, they could have used them to aid their ascent halfway through, but their swords were left at the northwestern gate of the palace—the palace guards would never allow weapons inside.
Watching Lu Xiaofeng vanish over the wall, Zhang Yingfeng was left speechless, and Ma Xiuzhen also stared in astonishment.
While Lu Xiaofeng could leap four to five zhang in a single bound, they knew they didn't possess such skills!
"Step on my shoulders," Su Shaoying offered.
Zhang Yingfeng blinked, "But what about you...?"
"My qinggong is stronger than you think. Hurry up!" Su Shaoying urged.
Neither Zhang Yingfeng nor Ma Xiuzhen were indecisive people, and so they didn't hesitate any longer. With Zhang Yingfeng in front and Ma Xiuzhen behind, they used Su Shaoying's boost to propel themselves upward, and with a quick touch of the dagger halfway through their ascent, they just barely managed to reach the top of the wall and pull themselves over.
As for Su Shaoying...
Glancing at the surrounding crowd that was closing in on them, he simply pushed off the ground, his body floating gracefully into the air as if carried by the wind. Moving deceptively slowly at first, he suddenly accelerated in mid-air, twisting and turning with effortless grace. With a light touch on the dagger, he, too, soared up to the parapet of the palace wall.
By the time Zhang Yingfeng and Ma Xiuzhen had just reached the top, they saw two people already standing there, leaving them dumbfounded.
One was Lu Xiaofeng, and the other was the Honest Monk.
"Why are you here?" Lu Xiaofeng asked, his eyes narrowing. "Are you trying to hide something? Or are you afraid we'll discover some secret?"
"Amitabha. Monks have no secrets, nor are there any secrets to be afraid of being discovered," the Honest Monk replied, before turning to Zhang Yingfeng. "Why are you running around in the palace?"
Zhang Yingfeng shrugged, "Why can't I come to the palace?"
The Honest Monk sighed, "Lu Xiaofeng's yin-yang eyes are dark, and his face is as pale as dirt. It's clear that his luck has run out, and he looks like he's about to encounter bad luck at any moment. You being with him and coming to a place like the palace is just asking for trouble, isn't it?"
Zhang Yingfeng's tone turned stiff, "Whoever I'm with, I don't need to report to you, do I?"
Lu Xiaofeng looked like he had discovered a new world, "What's your relationship?"
Ma Xiuzhen was also curious. After all, they had only met the Honest Monk yesterday, and Zhang Yingfeng had acted like he didn't know him. Who would have thought that the Honest Monk would show up here today? What was going on?
Zhang Yingfeng's mouth twitched, "He's my uncle."
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened in surprise. The Honest Monk's background had always been a mystery, and no matter how much he guessed, he never would have guessed that the Honest Monk was Zhang Yingfeng's uncle!
Su Shaoying's suspicions also faded away. It seemed the Honest Monk hadn't been lying after all.
However, this meant that...
"Ximen Chuixue, Hua Manlou, Honest Monk..." Su Shaoying stroked his chin, "Isn't our Emei Sect invincible now?"
(End of Chapter)
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