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  A loud warning like the sound of metal, failed to wake up Liu Qi, whose ears were filled with the sweet music of silver, and his outstretched hand was only a few inches away from the little school.

  Suddenly, the little school fiercely raised its head, and the black pupils shot out extremely cruel killing intent. With a flick of his wrist, he drew out a shining dagger from the silk book in his hand, and with a flash of cold light, he leapt up and stabbed the sharp blade at Liu Qi's chest with all his might.

  A sudden change occurred, at such a close distance, even the world's top masters would find it hard to avoid, let alone Liu Qi who still had three parts of drunkenness. When that death god's fangs arrived like lightning, his wine-red face didn't even have time to change into an expression of surprise.

  Hmph!

  A blood-curdling scream, the dagger struck Liu Qi with deadly precision.

  The pain stimulated his nerves, and Liu Qi's brain, which had been muddled by the wine, only fully cleared up under the stimulation of the pain. But he was surprised to find that the assassin's seemingly all-out sneak attack, when it hit him, was like the last gasp of a strong crossbow, and the dagger that tore through his clothes only scratched the surface of his chest skin.

  And the assassin, who had thought that one move would be enough, was equally shocked at this moment, with a pair of eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, and his huge eyeballs almost bursting out, as if he had seen the most unthinkable thing in the world.

  In the instant he hit his target, a white mist flashed before his eyes, and he felt as if a cold, icy thread had lightly wrapped itself around his wrist. Immediately afterwards, he watched in horror as the hand that held the blade separated from his arm, flying straight at Liu Qi.

  Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and it wasn't until the severed hand fell to the ground that the assassin felt a sharp pain like nothing he had ever experienced before emanating from his wrist. His panicked eyes scanned towards the wound, and what he saw made him even more horrified - the skin, muscles, blood vessels, and bones at the cut were smooth and intact, just like a cross-section diagram.

  Blood spurted out like a burst pipe, and in the midst of the mournful cries, the assassin clutched his severed arm and fell to the ground. Fresh blood splattered onto the bright red carpet, quickly forming clusters of dark purple stains.

  In the great hall, time seemed to have solidified, a deathly stillness.

  "Ah——"

  The Kabuki's blood-curdling scream shattered the silence, and the sudden bloodshed threw most of the people present into a state of panic. The Kabukis and performers were frightened out of their wits, screaming and running around wildly with their heads covered.

  The cyan sword with blood on it walked forward, kicking the assassin who was already rolling on the ground in pain. Liu Feng turned his head and glanced at Liu Qi, whose soul had not yet returned: "Brother, are you okay?"

  Liu Qi felt a chill run down her spine, and suddenly came to herself, only then realizing that in the brief moment just now, one of her feet had already stepped into the Ghost Gate.

  "Thanks a lot, Ah Feng. By the way, how did you tell that this mutt was an assassin?" Liu Qi wiped away the bloodstains on his face, his chest still heaving with lingering fear, but in his startled eyes, a hint of gratitude flickered.

  "Wen Ping didn't defeat the Second Uncle's naval forces, how dare he come to besiege Shiyang. If he really led his army southward, we should have received news long ago. Moreover, my brother said before that this is a secret residence, only a few trusted people know its location, and yet this guy came from Shiyang, how could he find this place? With these two loopholes, it's strange if he's not an assassin."

  Liu Feng said as he wiped the blood on the sword body clean on the assassin's body and put the treasured sword back into its scabbard.

  Liu Qi suddenly enlightened, the face with bloodstains again showed an expression of admiration, and couldn't help but praise: "Ah Feng, at the time of Hanjin I saw it, not only bravery, but also meticulous thinking. At my age, I was far from it, Uncle can have such a son, it's truly a great blessing."

  What a great blessing it is! However, for whom? For me, it's like a thorn in the back, an invisible disaster.

  Despite this, Liu Feng still felt a little proud of his cousin's praise in his heart, because he knew that unlike the flattery from Liu Bei's men, only this young man's words were absolutely sincere.

  "Brother, stop flattering me. But speaking of which, I think you're usually too careless and neglect your own safety, this won't do. If that assassin had succeeded today, the consequences would be unthinkable."

  Liu Qi's face showed a hint of shame, and he smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yes, Ah Feng is right, I'll be more careful in the future."

  The assassin on the ground was still in agony, his face turned paler and paler due to continuous blood loss, and his breathing became more and more laborious. If this continued for a little while longer, he would inevitably die from excessive blood loss.

  Liu Feng crouched down and stared at the assassin, saying: "Brother, do you know this person?"

  Liu Qi also leaned down and stared at the assassin's face for a moment, shaking his head and saying: "Never seen before."

  Liu Feng nodded and shouted: "Come on, quickly bandage and treat this man. We need to keep him alive for further interrogation to find out who sent him."

  Before he finished speaking, the assassin suddenly convulsed violently, his eyes bulging with bloodshot eyeballs almost bursting out of their sockets, and a thread of fresh blood slowly seeped from the corner of his tightly closed mouth.

  "This is terrible, this hybrid wants to bite its tongue and commit suicide!"

  Liu Feng's expression changed, and he hastily reached out to pry open the assassin's mouth. However, the assassin seemed to have made up his mind to die, and with a final burst of strength, he bit down on his teeth and refused to let go. After convulsing for a moment, his entire body suddenly stiffened, and he stopped moving altogether.

  "The mutt was still a good fellow, unfortunately, it's hard to dig out who the mastermind behind the scenes is." Liu Feng wiped the hot blood on his hand onto the corpse and shook his head in endless sighs.

  At this time, Liu Qi's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered something suspicious. He squatted down and pushed the stiffening corpse to one side, finding something on his waist that looked like a pass token.

  Due to the approaching war, Xia Kou City had been on high alert for a long time. To prevent spies from sneaking into the city, all civilians entering and leaving the city gates were required to have a pass issued by the government office. As for the movement of troops, they needed a military permit issued by the military department. Looking at the assassin's body, the pass he was carrying seemed to be the latter.

  Liu Qi took off the token, and at first glance, it seemed normal. But when he turned it over to look at the name of the issuer, his expression suddenly darkened.

  Liu Qi's sudden change in expression made Liu Feng realize that there must be something fishy about this token, and he took a closer look, his face also changing slightly.

  The reverse side of the token was prominently engraved with the name of General Zuo.

  Everyone in the world knows that Emperor Xian of Han has appointed Liu Bei, the Imperial Uncle, as the Left General.

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