Martial Saint through Reading

The four of Ruan Heng clung to the rooftop, choosing not to take action at that moment.

Because they saw someone pursuing on another street, seemingly chasing the three from the Blood Evil Sect.

This group soon reached the front gate of the Chu Mansion, meeting with the constables from the Criminal Defense Bureau.

"Criminal Defense Bureau, City Defense Department, apprehending members of the Blood Evil Sect, did you see anyone passing by?"

The leading person was Zheng Xiguan.

"Lord Zheng, the three from the Blood Evil Sect ran that way." One of the constables stationed there recognized Zheng Xiguan.

"Three?" Zheng Xiguan frowned, speaking coldly, "There are five in total, and you only saw three?"

"Reporting to you, Lord, we only saw three." The constable quickly replied.

"Then they must have split up." Zheng Xiguan sternly said, "Take your men and chase that way!"

"Lord Zheng, we are ordered by Lord Shao to guard this place." The constable seemed troubled.

"Lord Shao? Which Lord Shao?"

"Shao Pengshu, Judicial Officer Shao."

"Hmph, what, my order as Zheng Dongjin is less than that of a Commandant?!" Zheng Dongjin was his alias in the Criminal Defense Bureau.

"Lord Zheng..."

"If the Blood Evil Sect members escape, it’s your responsibility!"

"Lord, I will take my men to chase immediately!"

The constable dared not say more and immediately took his men in pursuit in one direction, while Zheng Xiguan also advanced in another direction.

Not many constables left in pursuit, leaving an opportunity for Ruan Heng and his group hidden in the shadows.

"Follow me inside, find that illegitimate son, finish quickly!"

"Yes."

Using the cover of night, Ruan Heng’s group moved nimbly and successfully entered the Chu Mansion.

...

West Willow Garden.

The candlelight flickered as Chu Ming sat at a desk, leafing through a book.

Suddenly, he lifted his gaze, his deep eyes seeming to pierce through the walls, looking straight ahead.

Someone had entered.

Under the sensing of the Sword Gourd Spirit, four presences were approaching.

One of them had a very strong aura, comparable to what he had felt the previous day...

"Strong Bone Realm..."

"Didn’t sense Blood Evil Qi, nor any smell of blood, not the Blood Evil Sect..."

Chu Ming stood up and walked out of the house.

Little Shan was tidying something in the courtyard, surrounded by several young maidservants.

"Young Master."

"Sir."

As soon as Chu Ming’s door opened, Little Shan and the maidservants hurriedly saluted.

"Hmm." He nodded slightly, and said, "Little Shan, has Housekeeper Fang returned?"

"He has, I’ll call Grandpa Fang right away."

"No need."

Chu Ming shook his head, "I’ll go find Housekeeper Fang, Little Shan, help me clean up the room."

"Yes."

Leaving West Willow Garden, he didn’t actually go to find Fang Xiao, but used the environment to conceal himself in the darkness, heading towards the four who entered the mansion.

A Martial Artist of the Strong Bone Realm infiltrating the mansion was no small matter.

Such a master, never mind Fang Xiao and Lin Zhenwu, even the entire Baiyuan County, before the arrival of the Tiger Armor Army’s Chiliarch and Centurion, could only be stopped by the Prison Chief of the Criminal Defense Bureau.

On the other side.

Ruan Heng and his group infiltrated the mansion, seemingly familiar with its layout, heading straight for West Willow Garden.

When they reached the inner courtyard roughly in the middle of the mansion, Ruan Heng suddenly stopped, the other three dared not make a sound.

At that moment, Ruan Heng frowned deeply, hiding in the shadows, staring at the archway not far away.

Just a moment ago, he seemed to see something flash inside the archway.

But what could make him react too late before disappearing?

"Who are you looking for?"

While he was contemplating, a youthful voice echoed in his ear.

"Who?"

The voice was so abrupt that Ruan Heng could maintain his hidden state, but the other three, already tense, were startled, instinctively responding.

However, in the silent inner courtyard, apart from the rock garden and plants, there was not a soul in sight.

Ruan Heng glanced around, his expression growing solemn.

Being able to speak beside his ear without being seen or sensed, such stealth techniques indicated two possible scenarios.

First, the opponent’s strength was extremely high.

Second, this place harbored Evil.

The first scenario was impossible; in Baiyuan County, no one could speak beside him without being discovered, not even the Prison Chief.

He inclined towards believing the second scenario!

Yet, if it truly harbored Evil, this mansion would have long been labeled a haunted house, unsuitable as a residence for the officials of Baiyuan County.

The more he thought about it, the more ominous it felt.

No matter which scenario, the voice just heard was undeniable!

Could this place be hiding a master?

"Looking for me?"

The young voice echoed again.

Accompanying it was the sound of the air being forcibly torn apart.

Ruan Heng’s pupils shrank suddenly, a sense of life-and-death crisis arising.

He immediately channeled his Qi Blood throughout his body, twisting rapidly and crossing his arms in defense.

Bang—

With a muffled sound, Ruan Heng seemed to be struck by a massive force, forced to retreat from his concealed state.

Chu Ming slowly emerged from the darkness, focusing his gaze on Ruan Heng.

The Strong Bone Realm was indeed formidable, able to withstand his strike.

"It’s you!"

The moonlight fell on Chu Ming’s face, and Ruan Heng’s expression changed drastically.

The person before him, who had nearly killed him with a single strike, was their assassination target.

The next moment, he realized something was amiss.

How could the illegitimate son the Wan Family wanted dead, a mere civil servant with literary skills, quietly appear behind him and possess such terrifying strength?

That kind of power seemed, previously, to be a whole level above his own!

This silver cannot be taken!

In a split second, he made a decision in his heart.

The other three, seeing Ruan Heng exposed, immediately revealed themselves from the shadows, standing by his side.

"Be careful, this person is strange." Ruan Heng’s eyes shifted, speaking softly, "In a moment, I’ll attack from the front, you flank him, one move to end it."

"Yes," the three replied.

Chu Ming looked at the four, his expression indifferent, "Tell me, who sent you?"

The wife of the Chu Family had been captured, and these four were not Blood Evil Sect members; he couldn’t fathom who else would want him dead.

Unless that wife, before being imprisoned, arranged tonight’s assassination in advance.

"Die!"

Ruan Heng naturally didn’t answer, a glint of cold light appeared in his hand, thrusting straight at Chu Ming’s face.

The other three reacted extremely quickly, drawing weapons and attacking Chu Ming.

But just as Ruan Heng charged forward several steps, he suddenly turned, tapping lightly with his feet, his agile form ascending the wall, sprinting away.

Hmm?

The three were briefly stunned, not understanding what had happened.

Chu Ming didn’t hesitate, a few palms sent out, and the three were flung to the ground, life and death uncertain.

Without pausing, he tapped on the wall’s eaves, his body light as a swallow, reaching Ruan Heng in a few breaths.

All of Ruan Heng’s hair stood on end, just as he tried to turn and defend, but saw a blood-red palm rushing towards him.

Pff—

The speed was too fast, so fast that as soon as he saw it, the blood palm had already slammed into his chest, sending him plummeting heavily from the wall.

Chu Ming followed closely, lifting the barely breathing Ruan Heng like a chick, turning back to the inner courtyard, just intending to finish off the three when someone hurriedly arrived.

"Young Master!"

The brief skirmish hadn’t made much noise, but Fang Xiao heard it immediately.

Not only Fang Xiao, but Shao Pengshu and other constables patrolling the mansion were also rushing towards the scene.