Chapter 27 — Extorting Confessions with Torture (2/2)

Every flash of her dagger symbolized a demise. She hunted with the night as her cloak, bearing heavy resemblance to death’s sovereign as she soundlessly reaped the lives of her oblivious victims. Soon, the metallic tang of blood permeated the field of grass.

Fifth one!

With morbid relish, Yun Wu took in the sight of the lifeless corpse lying at her feet. Then, she ran her tongue across her lips and once again disappeared into the grass, heading for her final prey.

The wind stopped, and the critters fell silent; at that moment, everything beneath the night sky seemed abnormally quiet.

“Pssst…” No response.

Quiet—too quiet…

The last assassin was crouched behind a boulder, and traces of apprehension could be seen on his face; the distinctive signal sound he made had met with an ocean of silence, almost as though his companions had all disappeared. There were no movements from the two inside either.

He wondered if something had gone wrong, but nothing seemed off; no murderous intent, and no suspicious activities either. Moreover, their target was just a sickly good-for-nothing, not some skilled expert.

Therefore, the mission should’ve been smooth-sailing… and yet his signal had gone unanswered, so there must’ve been a mishap.

A sudden chill ran through his heart. He and his companions were all Rank Four and above, but perchance the mountain accommodated someone stronger? However, that thought was promptly discarded. After all, it would be impossible for a sickly, illegitimate good-for-nothing to hire someone stronger than them.

Just what was going on then?

A gentle breeze wafted by, carrying with it the smell of blood. Immediately upon detecting that scent, the remaining assassin’s pupils contracted in shock.

The smell of blood? Did the others really…?

He started to rise, but then all of a sudden, a spine-chilling, ice-cold voice spoke from behind him.

“Leaving to find the others?”

Startled, the assassin spun around and thrust out the sword in his hand, but the petite figure was much faster. Her dagger gave off a wicked gleam as it swept across his neck, effortlessly releasing a torrent of gushing blood.

Time seemed to have stopped. The black-robed assassin stared at the emaciated girl as his eyes filled with horror and disbelief. He’d imagined a skilled expert and never would’ve expected the one who had soundlessly ambushed him to be such a young little girl.

“No need to go find them, since you’ll be able to meet up with them soon, anyway.”

Yun Wu’s lips stretched into a terrifying grin, and the depths of her eyes shone with enough coldness and bloodlust to frighten anyone who saw her.

Meet up? That meant his companions had perished like him! Just who was this girl?!

Alas, it was already too late. As his corpse collapsed to the ground, his dim, unwilling eyes were still fixated on her, and hot blood spilled from his neck to stain the grass.

Even in death, he couldn’t figure out who he and his group had provoked. Their mission had simply been to dispose of a sickly good-for-nothing, but before they could even confirm whether or not that good-for-nothing was dead yet, they themselves actually ended up meeting such inexplicable ends.

If they were to learn that the one who killed them was the very same “Yun Manor’s sickly, good-for-nothing Ninth Miss” they had been too disdainful to take action on, would the blow make them want to crawl back up from hell?

…..

After she cleanly decapitated the six corpses, she tossed their bodies off the mountain cliff and returned to her hut, heads in hand.

Bam! The heads landed in front of the two paralyzed assassins. Yun Wu raised her hand and swiftly freed them of their immobility.

“Now then, would you guys rather answer my questions on your own… or would you prefer my help?” Yun Wu sneered at the extremely frightened assassins.

Six?

All six were killed?

“You… you might as well kill us too. Since we failed our mission, we will be killed nonetheless when we get back.”

“Is that so?” Yun Wu curved her lips, and her bloodied dagger glistened as she toyed with it.

“Hmph. If you have the ability, kill us. You won’t be getting a single word out of our mouths,” the assassin on the right spat through clenched teeth.

Yun Wu laughed thoughtfully. “How tough. People like you are quite to my liking… But did you know? What I enjoy more than killing people is torturing them, and I’ll keep going until they confess. Ah, just thinking about it makes my blood seethe with excitement… Would you guys like to see how I convince those who are unyielding to obediently answer my questions?”