232 Stepping into an Ambush! (1/2)
Both the men would never have expected that such a small kitten that looked like it had yet to wean could be this lethal. The twist of events, in addition to their lack of alertness, made capturing the kitten to vent their fury by beating it up impossible as the feline was long gone.
After swearing loudly to let out their frustration, they left it at that.
They were the Four Seasons Tower’s men after all; they were no ordinary bumpkins. Han Wufei’s accidental death had already happened, but what he left behind might help to determine what had just taken place.
Thinking about it, both men were exploded into action, directing their mystical Qi cultivation base and diving into the sea of flames. It was a pity that they were left irritably angry once more after searching with much effort.
Who was it who did this? How could it be done so thoroughly, like a locust swarm? Everything valuable had been cleared out, not the slightest worthwhile asset was left behind; the clearance was even more thorough than a robbery.
Even the absolute hidden secret chamber within the secret chamber was emptied out!
”We have to report to our lord about this as quickly as possible… Some kind of information must have leaked out,” one of the men said urgently.
”Correct. Shen Yushi has just met his doom the other day, so his side carries the most suspicion. The entire Hall of Ninth Month just ended its gathering and this happened right when everything had been passed to him to be consolidated and submitted… Then Han Wufei was met with disaster here as well… If the culprit were to be the same person, not only would they be almighty, they could be moving against the Four Seasons Tower.”
”You mean…”
”Head back quickly!”
Both men disappeared at once.
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On the other end, assassinating Yang Botao was not as easy as tackling Han Wufei as Yang Botao was an influential military general of Yutang.
Purely speaking of position ranking, he was only a step below Tie Zheng – an important figure ranked in the top ten of Yutang’s military men. He was also the marshal of the north troop.
If anyone were to lay a finger on this man, the consequences would be immense.
In other words, Yang Botao’s existence was on a whole different level compared to Shen Yushi, Han Wufei and the others.
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Yun Yang and Fang Mofei arrived at the Residence of Yang, concealing their tracks. Following their established plan, Yun Yang slipped into the dark while Fang Mofei who was masked and dressed all in black stepped forward with large strides, raising his foot to land a powerful kick at the general’s residence doors without a care for the guards’ questioning.
The door was flung into the air with a loud crash. Fang Mofei then charged into the residence with a long cry.
His nearly eighth peak pinnace cultivation base currently was comparable to Mi Kongqun when the latter was at his best, perhaps stronger, even. As he unleashed his potential completely, the damage he dealt was immutably fatal.
As he charged his way inside, his momentum was tremendous – no one could stop him.
Under normal circumstances, a cultivation base of the eighth peak could put one into the position of a solid top-notch expert; it would be more than sufficient to assassin even Tie Zheng, who was not within a troop formation. Therefore, the landslide massacre by Fang Mofei was not entirely surprising.
It was too bad that the momentum could only last until he met with an exceptionally strong obstructing force just as he entered the second courtyard!
A few dark shadows that were not unlike big birds hidden in the dark flew from several directions towards Fang Mofei simultaneously. At the same time, a sharp whistle sounded; the ordinary soldiers and generals within the residence disappeared at once, replacing them were metal armor-clad elites who had emerged from the dark.
These people dispersed then… up to the surrounding walls, the trees, and roof, lining the high surfaces in great numbers.
There was a crackle – hundreds of bows were equipped with arrows, pulled tautly; the black steel gleaming with an icy luster.
The atmosphere was splendid in an imposing manner as much as it was terrifying.
Fang Mofei who had come in with weapons flailing was overwhelmingly outnumbered; not only was he placed in an equally forceful pause, he was targeted by countless of arrows! Like a ferocious beast that fell into a lethal trap, he had turned from predator to prey.
As the plot unfolded with a twist, the main chamber’s door opened.
A dozen middle-aged men came walking out with arms behind their backs, each pair of eyes gleaming with a cold, cruel glint as they looked towards where Fang Mofei was battling his enemies.
Two elders came out after the group, one on each side; their strides were slow, their stance calm and composed.
The last one to emerge right at the center was Yang Botao; casual clothes hung on his muscular and tall frame while his eyes on his square face locked onto the same space like a hawk.
”You’ve come indeed.”
”Light the fire!” Yang Botao commanded.
As a boom resounded, the secondary courtyard of the general’s residence was suddenly illuminated by thousands of torches; it was bright as day, the place clear to the sight.
Since he had broken past the doors, Fang Mofei, who had only charged less than a thousand feet into the residence,was already blocked as he arrived at the secondary courtyard. In spite of this, the weakest of experts engaged in the battle with him were of the seventh peak!