198 A Newfound Guard (2/2)

The man in white replied faintly, ”Is this how the Great Marshal Han treats his friend?”

Friend?

Han Sanhe frowned and asked, ”May I ask who this respectable one is?”

”Marshal Han need not ask too much. I’ve been asked by someone to protect your safety while you reside in Yutang.” the man in white answered.

Han Sanhe despite what he was told,”May I ask who it is who has asked respectable one to do so?”

The man snorted but did not reply, his expression arrogant.

”What is this respectable one’s name?” Han Sanhe continued to ask.

The man in white said coldly, ”I am Bai Yixue1!”

When the name Bai Yixue was uttered, the youth in black and Han Sanhe’s four guards all took an involuntary step back.

White clothes that soared into the snow all over the sky…

Was this person before them actually Bai Yixue, the most famous hitman in the world of martial arts?

It was said that this person had battled with Jun Moyan, the Unrivaled Swordsman, back in the years and had lost to Jun Moyan due to a slight mistake. Although he had suffered a severe injury in the form of a pierced chest, he had still escaped, flying through the air so swiftly that Jun Moyan could not give chase. He was so graceful even in flight that he had become a legend in the generation of swordsmanship.

Bai Yixue – divine sword and white clothes through the nine heavens of stormy snow!

He was sixth in the current swordsman rankings.

Han Sanhe wanted to ask further questions, but Bai Yixue was already speaking coldly, ”Marshal Han need not ask any more about whose favor it is, I won’t answer even if you do. You only have to know that if I had been sent to assassinate you, you would be a corpse now.”

Bai Yixue spoke faintly like he was just announcing a fact.

Han Sanhe chuckled bitterly but did not say another word.

Bai Yixue was right though. If had been tasked to kill Han Sanhe, it was highly probable to succeed – if it wasn't a hundred percent guarantee, it was at least ninety-nine percent.

Just looking at his four guards who blanched as if they were facing a mighty foe, he could already know the truth behind Bai Yixue’s words.

”You can't be so sure.” The youth in black said coldly, ”If you were to really come for an assassination this time, no one knows who will die and who won't.”

Bai Yixue’s clear, icy orbs were trained on the youth’s face when he replied softly, ”Perhaps I might perish due to your hidden powers, but the target I wish to kill will definitely die before I do.”

The youth sucked in a deep breath, without saying anything further.

Obviously, Bai Yixue was speaking the truth that gave no space for debate. If Bai Yixue were to put his life at stake in order to kill someone, there weren't many people in this world who would survive the attempt.

Han Sanhe caught on immediately, smiling as he said, ”If so, I shall thank Bai… Warrior Bai.”

Bai Yixue’s face twitched for a bit before he said, ”You flatter me. I dare not take the title of warrior… Since ancient times, those with the name of warrior die more devastatingly; there aren’t many who have enjoyed a good death.”

The group was left speechless.

How were the others supposed to reply like this? You've already killed the conversation with only a few words.

In spite of this, this group of Dongxuan men no longer suspected that Bai Yixue harbored any intention to assassinate the god of war, despite still having lingering doubts about him.

Han Sanhe and group were wary of him but their intention to forge a relationship grew stronger after the initial wariness was wiped away. After all, it would only be odd not to make an acquaintance with such an expert, given the beneficial situation now.

Bai Yixue then successfully entered the marshal’s group; he was somber, but the group did not mind that much. Experts usually did things their own way; what was more, an extremely proficient expert. Besides, this was the legendary white clothes and divine sword – Bai Yixue. It was expected for him to be arrogant and cold.

Now Han Sanhe’s group had experienced a bolstering of skills and force. Bai Yixue had become a bodyguard of the group; whoever dared to make a fuss would have to go through him first and he was honestly not the easiest man to get through.

Bai Yixue followed Han Sanhe as he paid his respects, sightseeing for the next two days, never staying far – showing the accountability of an experienced guard. Although he was serious all the time, his moves were forthright, adding a sense of comfort and safety to anyone who saw them.

However, the Great Swordsman Bai Yixue was rather ill-tempered in these few days; his expression was ugly as if someone owed him a huge debt.

The group did not think much of it, assuming that it was a demotion for him to be a guard, given his status.

From the afternoon of the second day, Han Sanhe and the youth in black alongside their guards had gone to Thousand Feet Lake – holding their fishing rods to fish.

Bai Yixue followed, as usual.

Time passed but there was no fish caught. Han Sanhe was not dejected though, only stopping to rest before returning to the lake again.

Since Han Sanhe was resting, of course, the guards needed to rest too. Two men were left to guard the door while the rest retreated to the room beside to replenish their energy through meditation and rest.

”I’m going out for a personal matter.” Bai Yixue stood up with his cold face and informed simply; it was not known who it was he was speaking too but he went out without waiting for a reply.

The sword that never left him was no longer worn at his waist but clenched in his grip.

”I’m not waiting any longer!”

”I’m leaving as soon as this is done. As long as this is sorted out, I will never ever come to Tiantang City in my lifetime, and never meet that Young Master Yun too! I would just be tricked!”

Translator Note:

1Bai Yixue (白衣雪bái yī xuě): a man dressed in white’s name with Bai being his family name while Yixue being his first name. Literally, 白衣 (bái yī) means white clothes and 雪 (xuě) means snow.