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Quickly putting aside unrelated thoughts, Cold Yang began to analyze the current situation.
From the perspective of the guards that should have been stationed outside, their numbers had significantly decreased compared to before. However, there were still some guards left at the handover point, which suggested that Qin Changlin had completely lost trust in him due to Wang Weiyang's words. The remaining guards were merely there to placate him.
It was likely that once their main task was accomplished, the next step would be to return to the Qin Family and eliminate him in his sleep.
Thinking of this, Cold Yang felt a bead of cold sweat form on his forehead. Although he knew that Wang Weiyang would definitely take action, he never expected that this guy could persuade Qin Changlin. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so afraid of alarming the enemy and remained inactive.
In hindsight, if it weren't for Little Zhu's aimless chatter, he might have fallen into a trap.
After roughly calculating all the Patrolling Guards, sentries, and handover guards, there were probably no more than twenty in total. Coupled with the information he had just heard in the room, it became clear that Ye Tian would be facing a force of nearly a thousand led by Qin Changlin and Wang Weiyang!
"The most urgent thing now is to find Ye Tian before they do; otherwise..."
Cold Yang dared not think further and stood up to leave.
However, just as he moved his feet, he stopped again. Although Luoma Market was relatively small, searching for a few people in this Square Area spanning thousands of miles was no easy task. Therefore, the most important thing right now was not to search blindly but to grasp some useful information.
At that moment, footsteps suddenly echoed from outside the courtyard. A man slowly walked toward him, seemingly complaining about something as he walked.
A glimmer of light flashed in Cold Yang's eyes; an opportunity had come.
The man walked slowly and took a while to enter the courtyard; he was a Patrolling Guard from the Qin Family.
"Damn it, not a single hair, just had to patrol, seeking your grandmother's claw!"
The guard cursed loudly, knowing that almost all the heavyweights of the Qin Family were out today, so he could vent his frustrations without anyone hearing.
Just as he was enjoying his rant, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He was momentarily stunned, and when he recognized the face, he instinctively wanted to shout.
But Cold Yang would not give him that chance. With a swift chop of his hand, faster than lightning, the guard collapsed before he could react.
Cold Yang dragged him to a dark and secluded spot, and light flickered from his palm as it flowed into the guard's heart meridian. The guard slowly regained consciousness.
When he woke up, he found Former Guard Commander Qin Wuji staring at him with an extremely sharp gaze. The feeling was more painful than having a dagger plunged into his heart.
He wisely refrained from screaming, suppressing the fear rising within him, and stammered, "I... I..."
"I ask you, where did Qin Changlin move the troops?" Cold Yang interrupted without any interest in small talk.
The guard's eyes flickered. The sudden troop movement today was different from usual; it was personally ordered by the Qin Family Head, who had made a public threat that this operation was top secret. If anyone leaked information, they would be executed without mercy.
Of course, as a Patrolling Guard, he had no right to know too much. He had only vaguely heard that they seemed to be heading southeast towards Luoma Market.
At this moment, the guard deeply understood the saying that knowing too much brings danger. If he really knew nothing at all, he wouldn't be so troubled now.
"Speak!"
Cold Yang shouted sharply, startling the guard into a shiver. As someone who had once served as the Outer Gate Guard Commander of the Qin Family, Qin Wuji may have been stripped of real power, but his lingering authority was still felt.
Moreover, this Patrolling Guard was not foolish; having heard some rumors, he understood well why Qin Wuji had suddenly been reassigned—this was the family head's precaution against him.
After a brief and intense internal struggle, the guard ultimately chose to remain loyal to the Qin Family. It wasn't that he was unwaveringly loyal; rather, he had witnessed the family head's methods and knew that they far surpassed those of Qin Wuji. Choosing the lesser of two evils, he resolved not to speak; otherwise, if the family head found out, it would be disastrous for him—he would be dragged out no matter how deep he hid.
"I really don't know..." The guard said with a mournful expression. Having spent too long in such a treacherous environment, his acting skills were certainly not lacking.
Cold Yang cast a suspicious glance at him but did not pursue the matter further. He hadn't expected to extract any useful information from a Patrolling Guard anyway.
The guard, reading the room, sensed that "Qin Wuji" likely did not intend to kill him. He then tried to be clever: "Qin Commander, I understand your loyalty to the family head. He also wouldn't want to go out without you as his capable assistant. But don’t take it too hard; isn’t it more enjoyable to have some peace and quiet?"
His intention was to indirectly convey that he was unaware of Qin Wuji's true intentions. To be honest, his acting was decent, but he underestimated "Qin Wuji's" intelligence.
Cold Yang observed him coldly, as if watching a clown perform a good show. He knew very well that if he believed this man's deceitful words and let him go, news would reach Qin Changlin in no time.
"So you really don't know anything?" Cold Yang asked calmly.
The Patrolling Guard shook his head vigorously, mumbling repeatedly, "I really don't know, I really don't know..."
"You've been with the Qin Family for quite a few years now, haven't you?" Cold Yang suddenly asked out of the blue.
"Not too many or too few; it's just three days short of five years," the Patrolling Guard replied, holding up one hand for emphasis. Cold Yang's amiable demeanor gave him a bit more courage.
For a character like this who pushes boundaries, Cold Yang originally had no intention of dealing with it, but given the gravity of the situation, he couldn't afford to let any whispers slip. So, it was no wonder he acted ruthlessly.
"Then you should know the Qin Family's usual style, right?" Cold Yang suddenly smiled, a smile that was somewhat chilling.
The Patrolling Guard instinctively shrank back, hurriedly nodding his head and then shaking it.
Cold Yang ignored him and continued, "When Qin Changlin acts, he hides his bow after the birds are gone. Since you know nothing, what use is your life?"
With that, he turned and left.
The Patrolling Guard was left confused; wasn't he supposed to kill himself after saying that? Why was he still walking away? Was the Qin Commander out of his mind? Well, whatever. He didn't care how things went; as long as he preserved his life, that was all that mattered.
Pleased with himself, he thought of the Qin Commander as a foolish dog, easily deceived by him. The Patrolling Guard grinned.
In the next moment, a flash of cold light appeared, and the Patrolling Guard's smile froze on his face. Everything came to a standstill as a willow leaf sliced through his throat and continued flying forward...
...
Cold Yang's efforts were not in vain; at least from that self-satisfied Patrolling Guard, he could deduce that Qin Changlin had completely lost trust in him. After taking care of Ye Tian's matter, it was likely that he would turn around and come after him.
Otherwise, a mere guard would have no reason to conceal anything from the upper echelons of the Qin Family.
Leaving these guards behind was undoubtedly just to cover his own tracks.
Hastily returning to the courtyard, Cold Yang's current task was to extract useful information from those people. After all, through previous eavesdropping, he had already determined that there were well-informed individuals among this group.
Of course, a direct assault was not a good approach. Although he had the strength to take down everyone inside the house in a short time, he had not yet reached the level of subduing them instantly while leaving survivors.
If these fellows started shouting, the sentries outside would definitely notice something amiss. The Qin Family's sentries were all equipped with Message Bugs; once the situation was exposed, it wouldn't take long for the news to reach Qin Changlin's ears.
This was a moment that tested Cold Yang. Being able to subdue everyone inside without alarming the sentries outside was indeed quite challenging.
He first thought about killing the sentries outside one by one. While this would be safe, it would also be extremely time-consuming. Although he had already eliminated six or seven layers of sentries, there were still likely dozens remaining. Time was of the essence; there was no extra time to waste on them.
Only by taking them by surprise could he achieve his goal more efficiently.
Suddenly, Cold Yang recalled the Patrolling Guard he had previously killed for abandoning his post. Perhaps he could borrow his clothes.
Moments later, Cold Yang reappeared in the courtyard of the side room, having "transformed" into a Patrolling Guard.
He intentionally hunched his back a bit; after all, an ordinary Patrolling Guard certainly wouldn't have his aura.
He walked forward slowly and gently pushed open the wooden door.
Someone inside laughed and cursed as they approached, seemingly saying that Chen Liu had sneaked back again.
The door was pulled open from within, revealing a stranger with a dirty face and a hunched back dressed in Patrolling Guard attire.
"Who are you?" the guard at the door asked, thinking that the person looked somewhat familiar.
However, he didn't dwell on it too much. There were over fifteen hundred guards in the Qin Family, and many of them looked familiar without any real connection. He assumed this person was just like Chen Liu, someone who found patrolling too tiring and had come here to slack off.
"Ahem..." the man coughed a couple of times and hoarsely asked if there was any hot water.
The guard at the door had a good heart; after all, they were both down-and-out souls. A cup of hot water was hardly a big deal.
Thinking this, he invited the Hunchbacked Guard inside and glanced outside, wondering why that kid Chen Liu hadn't returned to his post so late.
As he closed the wooden door and was about to turn around, he suddenly felt a cold dagger pressed against his neck.
"Don't make a sound, or I'll kill you."
A voice colder than the dagger came from behind him. He instinctively turned to look. All six of the brothers who had been chatting and boasting inside were now unconscious. The hunchbacked guard had completely transformed into a different person.
Though still covered in dirt, his deep black eyes sparkled with a sharp glint. The entire demeanor exuded an oppressive aura.
This overwhelming pressure suddenly reminded him of someone—Former Guard Commander Qin Wuji!
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