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When Gu Shenwei got closer, he only saw five corpses.

Han Wuxian was like a low-flying falcon, constantly rising and falling above the grassline. This was the golden roc killers and the Dragon King's killers first time cooperating, but they acted in perfect harmony. Without any previous arrangements or commands, they immediately dismounted and fanned out, either pursuing or intercepting on their own like a pack of loyal hounds hunting for hidden birds.

One of the corpses was wearing a hood. Shangguan Fei broke off a large piece of grass straw and used it to prop up the hood. ”It's a nobleman of the Norland,” he said.

Gu Shenwei sighed. ”He's the Commandant of the Court Attendants' Army.”

Shangguan Fei was taken aback and threw the grass straw away. ”What is the Commandant doing here? Isn't the Court Attendants Army and King Shengri about to go to war?”

Gu Shenwei also didn't understand. The contest held by King Riyao was a very simple trap. The Commandant shouldn't have been fooled and also should have brought much more than four guards with him.

”King Shengri must be very happy now.” Shangguan Fei hadn't met the Commandant before but he was very well aware of his importance. ”The next round of the chaotic fight in the Royal Court is about to begin.”

Gu Shenwei had long since speculated that the Waning Moon Hall would do anything to assassinate the Commandant. But during the meeting that had taken place the day before yesterday, the Commandant appeared to have well-thought-out plans regarding his own safety as if he had a way to guard against the female killers. Gu Shenwei didn't expect that he would actually be so careless.

”Ahem.” One of the corpses made a sound. Shangguan Fei was startled again and jumped back three steps before he drew his saber. Realizing that his fists were fiercer, he threw away the saber and took a fighting posture.

The wounded man seemed unable to stand up, and all that came out with his cough was blood from his mouth.

Gu Shenwei went to the victim and knelt down on one leg to check his condition.

”Be careful, Dragon King,” Shangguan Fei warned. These people had been killed by people of the Waning Moon Hall. Shangguan Fei would rather stay far away from them for his own safety.

It was an external injury. There were five small bloodstained holes in the lower part of his heart. In the process of avoiding Han Wuxian, the assassin had left hastily and actually left a man alive.

But he couldn't live for long.

The wounded man looked at the Dragon King and seemed to recognize him. Gu Shenwei recognized this man as the only bodyguard of the Commandant present on the day of the kings' meeting; he had caught King Shengri's flying knife and was a kung fu expert.

This expert probably didn't even have the slightest chance to make a move before the knockout drugs of the Waning Moon Hall had taken effect.

He vomited up some more blood and finally decided to trust the Dragon King. ”There's… a mole… Tell… Tell…”

As for telling whom, he wasn't able to say.

The killers returned with more eight corpses. Han Wuxian returned to the cane chair on Nie Zeng's back and hummed a melody in a low voice.

The five golden roc killers acted discreetly. They quietly lay down the corpses and stepped aside. However, the six teenage killers of the Dragon King, including Nie Zeng, couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts. Before this, their only formal mission had been to rescue Han Wuxian, which they had plotted for many days but in the end, had mostly been Hu Shining's work.

The five teenagers knelt down. Nie Zeng hesitated a little and also followed in kneeling down. Han Wuxian could only sit in the chair with her legs crossed. She wasn't able to stand on the ground yet. The lightness skills she had just shown had mainly relied on the support of her hands and couldn't be used all the time.

Gu Shenwei understood what the teenagers expected and agreed that they deserved the honor. So he produced a dagger, gently cut the palm of his left hand, and smeared his blood on the foreheads of the six young boys. Then he dipped his right hand in the blood of the enemy and smeared their foreheads again to cover his blood.

The six teenagers had learned the procedure from their training instructor and knew what they should do next. They drew their narrow sabers and stabbed them into the ground. With their left hands holding onto the hilt and their right hands running across the blade, they smeared their forehead with a third layer of blood.

The blood oath made up of the blood of the master, enemy, and the disciple killers was completed. Although it was a lot simpler than the more primitive rites, it still possessed an air of mystery and solemnity. Even Han Wuxian turned around and watched curiously.

Shangguan Fei felt his heart tremble. He wasn't an impulsive person. If anyone had spoken of such rituals in front of him, he would have dismissed them as 'flashy.' But at the moment he felt that this was true allegiance and he even wanted to kneel and take the blood oath together with the young boys.

But he wasn't a killer, so he controlled his knees.

The five golden roc killers witnessed all this, their faces impassive. No one knew what effect the scene would have on them later on.

Gu Shenwei examined the eight corpses. There were two women who he was familiar with and had to be the disciples of the Waning Moon Hall. The others were all men.

Han Wuxian also recognized the two. ”When they were little, they used to take candy from me. Of course, it was not real candy but rather nauseating drugs. They survived my training but turned to Lotus in the end. Well, I liked these two little girls. Killing them with my own hands made me feel twice as happy.”

Nie Zeng could no longer bear it. ”Don't you have any feelings?”

Han Wuxian was as soft as a snake. She twisted her body and stuck out her left foot over Nie Zeng's shoulder and swayed it under his nose in a position that seemed nearly impossible to outsiders.

The bare foot was close to his face, and the scar on her ankle was horrifying. Nie Zeng's face was redder than the blood on his forehead. ”Take it away, what are you doing?”

Han Wuxian paused for a while before moving her foot back. ”When the chains went through my ankles, they were there. Did you ever hear the screams and begging of the Waning Moon Hall's Hall Leader? Hey kid, who are you to talk about 'feelings'? When you fall in love with someone, I'll let you know what true feelings are.”

Nie Zeng glared but unfortunately, he couldn't see the person behind him. He was a killer and would not fall in love with anyone.