General, Madam Called You To Farm - Chapter 564
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General, Madam Called You To Farm
Chapter 564 – Mutual feelings, equal efforts (2)
Translator : Moon Lee
Editor : Tea
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“Huh?”
Wei Ting was taken aback.
What did she mean with ‘what are you up to’?
Didn’t he just ask if she wanted a lantern?
What was with her expression?
Su Xiaoxiao eyed him warily.
“Are you trying to take back the household allowance?”
Wei Ting: What causes you to think that way? How did we end up talking about the allowance?
He was trying his best to be decent, why did no one believe him?
Just as Wei Ting was about to defend himself, his ears twitched, catching an extremely faint sound.
He subtly shifted behind Su Xiaoxiao, using his tall frame to shield her.
He whispered, “Don’t look back. Walk slowly toward the east.”
Su Xiaoxiao was not a naive young girl.
Hearing his words, she immediately understood that they were being watched.
“How many?” She asked.
Wei Ting glanced sideways. “Five.”
Su Xiaoxiao: “From where? Which direction?”
Wei Ting: “Hmm?”
Su Xiaoxiao rephrased: “Which direction?”
Wei Ting said, “Two on the right rear, three on the left rear.”
“Then why are you……”
Su Xiaoxiao trailed off.
He was exposing his entire back, wasn’t he afraid of being stabbed if someone attacked?
The lantern festival was bustling with noise.
Wei Ting’s exceptional hearing carefully detected the unusual movements.
Two people were rushing through the crowd while silently drawing daggers from their waists.
Taking action here would endanger innocent bystanders.
Wei Ting couldn’t tell whether the assailants were targeting him or her.
He grasped Su Xiaoxiao’s wrist and quickly pushed them to the front.
The scholars who were guessing lantern riddles were surprised.
“Line up!”
The attendant barked sharply.
Wei Ting ignored him, pulling Su Xiaoxiao into the poetry association.
The attendant called out, “Hey—what do you think you’re doing—”
Before he could finish, five more figures charged in with palpable murderous intent.
“Oh no…” The attendant sensed something was wrong and hurriedly chased after them into the poetry association.
Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao had already passed through the poetry association and exited through the rear entrance onto a quiet street.
“Stay here.”
Wei Ting shoved Su Xiaoxiao into a tiny courtyard before stepping out to confront the five pursuers.
All five were dressed as ordinary individuals, but their actions were merciless and executed without hesitation. They were undoubtedly well-trained assassins.
Assassins of this quality were not cheap.
Wei Ting was curious to know which fool had spent a fortune to buy his life on the martial world’s black market.
Could his life even be bought?
What arrogance!
Wei Ting wasn’t armed. He seized a long sword from one of the attackers and kicked the man flying.
Another assailant tried to attack from behind, but Wei Ting didn’t even bother to turn around.
With a flick of his wrist, he reversed his grip on the long sword and thrust it backward abruptly.
Caught off guard, the attacker was impaled through and through.
Wei Ting withdrew the sword, and with a flash of steel, he severed the wrists of two others.
In the blink of an eye, only one man remained standing.
Wei Ting pointed his sword at him. “I hate dilly-dallying the most, speak, who sent you guys?”
The man trembled as he backed away.
He stared fixedly at Wei Ting, his eyes filled with sheer terror.
But his terror seemed exaggerated, almost performative.
A cold smirk tugged at Wei Ting’s lips.
In one fluid motion, he reversed his grip and thrust the sword backward once more.
It struck the first assassin he had kicked away, who had returned to launch a sneak attack.
Yet, at that very moment, a sixth assassin emerged.
Instead of charging at Wei Ting, he leaped through the air, heading straight toward Su Xiaoxiao in the courtyard.
It happened too suddenly.
Wei Ting held only one sword. If he used it to kill the assassin targeting Su Xiaoxiao, he would leave himself defenseless.
Without any hesitation, he shot the sword.
It pierced through the heart of the sixth assassin!
But at the same time, the assassin raised his blade and swung it toward Wei Ting’s arm.
Thud—
A sharp blade sank deep into flesh.
The gruesome sound of tearing flesh and shattering bone resonated through the darkness.
Wei Ting frowned.
The next second, the assassin before him collapsed rigidly to the ground.
Embedded in his chest was the dagger Su Xiaoxiao had thrown with lightning speed.
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