Chapter 270 - 213, raise swords, sword shapes
Under the moonlight, atop the roof.
Chen Ji looked at the Emei dagger in his hand, then at the Emei dagger held by the black-clad assassin...
Trace Ji had planned to pin the death of General Wang on the owner of the Emei dagger, foreseeing that the assassin, a knight of Jianghu skilled with the Emei dagger and yearning to avenge Prince Jing, would come. However, he hadn’t expected the adversary to actually arrive.
The black-clad assassin’s face was uncovered, her black hat having fallen off in the fierce combat... it turned out to be a woman.
Chen Ji held his breath and took a good look at her. She appeared to be in her mid-thirties, with a beautiful but weathered face, like the peony stone bridge over the Luo River, enduring decades of wind and rain.
Her eyes were bloodshot, as if she had cried countless times, falling asleep in tears and waking up in tears.
On the bluestone street, the assassin faced over ten soldiers of the Thousand-year Army. As the assassin moved left, the armored soldiers also shifted left, creating a net, their auras interacting as they searched for each other’s weaknesses.
Under the eaves, General Wang clenched his teeth, propping himself up. He did not try to remove the Emei dagger stuck in his armpit but rather drew his sword from his waist and said coldly, "Su Zhou, I understand your desire to avenge Prince Jing, but how can you be so sure that I betrayed him? I have been loyally serving the Prince for years without a single fault."
The woman known as "Su Zhou", holding the Emei dagger in one hand, slowly swept her blood-red eyes over each soldier of the Thousand-year Army, "Prince Jing taught me to judge a person not by what they say, but by what they do. The Thousand-year Army is Prince Jing’s direct command; since the Prince has fallen and you all are still well, isn’t that proof enough that you are the traitors?"
General Wang’s expression hardened as he gripped the sword hilt tightly.
Su Zhou flipped the Emei dagger in her hand, bent down and raised it in front of her, resembling the hook on the arm of a mantis.