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The battlefield, freshly stained with blood, was still steaming when it quickly froze over. The heavy stench of blood wafted in the air, sharp and nauseating. Luzi walked over to the carriage and called for Cai Youdao and the two Shop Assistants to gather. They had already wasted a considerable amount of time here, but thankfully the cold weather kept passersby away. Since they had not been discovered yet, it was imperative to leave quickly.
Just as he was about to turn and jump onto the carriage, he suddenly saw one of the Shop Assistants lunge forward. At the same time, this Shop Assistant thrust his chest forward as if someone had pushed him hard from behind. With a surge of immense force, a sharp Triangular Arrowhead protruded out.
"Big Shopkeeper... watch out..."
Cai Youdao realized something was wrong when the Shop Assistant, who had shielded Big Shopkeeper with his body, could no longer speak. He hurriedly drew his Sword to block Luzi's path, glaring at a figure descending from the hillside.
The newcomer had a Crossbow slung across his back and a Bronze Longsword hanging at his waist. Although he wore clothing typical of the Zhao people, he did not resemble a local at all. Most men from Yan and Zhao were tall and robust, and even the women were not delicate like those from Chu. This man was indeed tall and strong, but there was something off about him.
From the angle of the arrow that had flown through the air or the bolts equipped on the Crossbow, everything seemed fine! Cai Youdao glanced back at his fallen comrade in Luzi's arms and shouted in alarm as he rushed forward to fight.
"Stop!" Luzi said as he gently lifted his fallen brother's body onto the carriage. "You two! Get this carriage moving immediately! That's an order! No matter what happens, do not come back! I will reach a safe point to meet you. Go now!"
"Big Shopkeeper! I..."
Luzi raised his hand to stop anyone from expressing their desire to stay behind and smiled faintly. "Hurry up! I don't know how long I can hold them off!" After saying this, he pushed Cai Youdao and the only surviving Shop Assistant onto the carriage. He then handed Cai Youdao the Crossbow and reins, pointing towards Handan. "No matter what, make sure to bring back the target!"
This operation was aimed at capturing a target from the Yan state. As for how important this person was, just look at the current battlefield to understand their significance. If they could not ensure the safe return of the target, then all their comrades' sacrifices would be in vain!
Cai Youdao understood the gravity of the situation as well; besides, even if he stayed behind, he would be unable to wield his sword effectively in battle. Rather than being a burden, it was better to obey orders and leave quickly. Taking a deep breath, he clasped his hands together in respect. "Take care! Big Shopkeeper! We will wait for you at a safe point!" With that, he swung his whip fiercely.
No matter who the opponent was, today could only allow one person to leave. If luck ran out, perhaps both would be left behind. Luzi watched as the carriage sped away and gripped his sword tightly while keeping his gaze fixed on the figure slowly descending from the hillside.
Duke of the State! Feng Zhiyuan!
As these two names appeared before him, Luzi watched the steady footsteps of the newcomer leaving shallow prints in the snow, a slight smile unconsciously appearing at the corner of his mouth. These people have finally shown themselves! If he could win, hypothetically speaking, if he could win! Perhaps a corner of the iceberg hidden beneath the water would finally reveal some clues.
At this moment, it was not surprising that Luzi suddenly lost confidence in preparing to confront the enemy, because of the footprints left by the newcomer in the snow. Just based on the lightness displayed by the opponent, he felt he couldn't handle it. As the saying goes, an expert can tell at a glance whether someone has skill or not; this is no joke. If taken lightly, it could easily cost one’s life.
The newcomer seemed completely unconcerned about their objective and walked up to Luzi with a smile, saying, "Ah! If it weren't for the unexpected people around you, I believe I would have died long ago. Is this fate? How strange it is!"
Luzi noticed that the other person was masked and understood that they did not wish to reveal their true identity. But that was not important, so he smiled and shook his head in response. "What’s so strange about it!? The difference between good and bad people lies here. Good people are always protected by the deities above them, while bad people think they can rely solely on their own abilities."
The person did not care about such distinctions between good and bad. They looked at Luzi holding his longsword. "So-called history is written by the victors. As long as one wins, they are considered good; that is fate! There has never been a distinction between good and bad since ancient times!"
Hearing this perspective, Luzi suddenly felt like he was playing music to a cow. What is life? Life is blooming towards the light! Looking at this land, which life does not need light!? Observing the surrounding mountains and forests, when green reappears, all branches and leaves will reach for the light! Without light, there would be no life on earth. By what right do you exist!? Yet you shamelessly stand here mocking the light!
"Feng Zhiyuan is one of yours, right? Where have you taken our prince?"
The person had no intention of answering this question and drew their longsword, flicking it with their finger. "Inferior person! How's this craftsmanship?"
Lu Zigang had just inspected that batch of assassins' weapons. His initial suspicion was actually similar to Cai Youdao's: these people were sent from Qin State! The sword-making skills of Wang Jian and Lu Chu were merely as artificers rather than craftsmen. The true craftsmen belonged to that legendary family. This meant that only Qin State would have swords exceeding standard lengths.
However, through his earlier inspection, there were subtle differences present. The blade itself showed no distinction; the key difference lay in the craftsmanship of the hilt. Moreover, most importantly, none of the longswords used by the assassins bore the surnames of any craftsmen, supervisors, or artificers!
If Lu Zigang still suspected there was an internal issue within Qin State, then these obvious distinctions suggested that there were problems within that so-called mysterious family as well. Furthermore, it was very likely that this family was not as lineage-bound as outsiders claimed; they probably had branches!
At this moment, the sudden appearance of this individual is most likely a member of the mysterious family's branch!
Although this is merely Luzi's speculation, he has absolute confidence that this is the truth. He believes that his senior brother, King Wang Jian, would never submit to darkness! It is precisely because of this belief that there have been no mistakes in deducing the clues this time.
Luzi glanced at the opponent's longsword and felt much more at ease. As long as there were no internal issues within the Qin State, nothing else really mattered. The Qin State still belonged to the Qin People, and that was stronger than anything else! With his mindset relaxed, other concerns became trivial. What harm is there in being pragmatic? He then admitted, "The craftsmanship is exquisite and perfectly natural!"
The Masked Man looked at the clear water in his hand, seemingly savoring this ultimate pleasure. Proud? It is indeed something to be proud of! "Luzi! Now, as long as you die, this world will be peaceful again."
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