Chapter 2808: Courting Death (Part 8)

Chapter 2808: Chapter 2808: Courting Death (Part 8)

"Mr. Yong, you’re leaving already?" Yang Ruxin smiled gently to keep him, "Stay a few more days."

"I have some matters to tend." Yong Cang also smiled, although he felt uneasy inside.

"That matter about the Sun Cult I asked you to look into; surely there hasn’t been no progress at all?"

"Indeed, there’s been no progress; the other party is too well-hidden." Yong Cang sighed, "But, I will do my best to investigate."

"Haha." Yang Ruxin lowered his gaze, playing with the wine cup in his hand, not speaking for a while.

Yong Cang’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

After a long while, Yang Ruxin raised his eyes: "Do you know what I hate the most?"

"What?" Yong Cang looked up, but upon meeting Yang Ruxin’s eyes that were earnest yet mocking, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Deception." Yang Ruxin slightly raised his brows, "Deception from friends and family is the hardest for me to tolerate." He paused, "I thought we were friends."

Yong Cang looked intently at Yang Ruxin, finally sighing after a long pause: "You know now?"

"No, I don’t know." Yang Ruxin’s smile deepened, "I need you to tell me what has been concealed from me."

"I was meant to kill you," Yong Cang sighed, "Just..." He flashed a bitter smile, his face quickly turning stiff, then leaped outside, heading straight toward the back mountain.

On the hillside, as Yong Cang’s Qinggong failed, he sat on the ground, had to use his sword to stand up, his face slightly pale: "Did you use poison?"

Yang Ruxin strolled over leisurely: "If I had used poison, you’d already be lining up for reincarnation by now." Internally, he felt very afraid; he never saw this guy’s true nature back then and let him stay at his house for so many days. If anyone got hurt, he wouldn’t know where to start crying.

The feeling of fear afterward is truly unpleasant.

From now on, he would absolutely never let unfamiliar people into his home.

Yong Cang’s eyes narrowed slightly: "You want to kill me?"

"It depends on your performance. If you can enlighten me, I don’t mind letting you go once." Yang Ruxin shrugged. He had a feeling that this guy might be related to the Sun Cult, like the Flame Sect; who would have thought the big boss behind it was King Han?

"Haha..." Yong Cang suddenly laughed, "I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed."

Just as he finished speaking, suddenly a group of masked men surged from all directions, though they weren’t hooded but masked like ninja turtles, wielding those Dongying long-handled swords.

Wa Country assassins!

Gu Qiao and others immediately engaged with them.

Yong Cang suddenly lunged at Yang Ruxin; during his stay at the Yang Family, he had taken Dao Xuzi’s medicine pill, allowing him not to fall, and seeing Yang Ruxin isolated now seemed like a good opportunity.

But before he could get close, a figure swiftly flew past, directly confronting him.

Only three moves in, Yong Cang felt a sharp pain in his chest, his whole body sailed through the air, crashing to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Gu Qingheng calmly landed on the ground: "Courting death!"

Yong Cang furrowed his brow, suddenly shouting something in bird phonetics towards the crowd, and those assassins quickly withdrew their attacks, threw something on the ground, puffing up clouds of black smoke, then disappeared.

Turns out it was Dongying ninjutsu.