The man in black stood outside the danger zone, arms folded, and laughed without restraint: "Unbelievable, you’re still a good fighter even after being injured. Truly worthy of being the Cold-faced God of Death, Commandant Gu."
"Who are you?" Gu Changqing asked coldly.
The man in black smiled slightly: "I’m the one sent to kill you. Someone paid to take your life, but it seems I have underestimated your strength. I can’t kill you tonight, so I’ll have to settle for killing your brother."
A frown creased Gu Changqing’s brow.
The man in black slowly said: "Our benefactor said, one way or another, we have to take one of your lives. Otherwise, his grudge won’t be avenged!"
Grudge?
Had Gu Chengfeng and Gu Chenglin offended anyone? Could it be—
A grim thought crossed Gu Changqing’s mind. Before he could ask any further, the man had already exhibited his lightness skill, disappearing into the boundless night.
Gu Changqing recalled the man’s mask. It looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. And the hidden weapon on the ground also carried a strange sense of familiarity.
The man could really be going to kill Gu Yan. Or it could be a ruse.
Gu Changqing’s eyes darkened.
He did not hesitate for long. He raised his sword and cut off the chains binding his hands and feet.
He walked out of the punishment room.
Just at this moment, a soldier arrived to change guard. He saw Gu Changqing with a sword in hand, shackles around his limbs but with broken chains, and then the two bodies on the ground.
Blood pooled all around the bodies, and droplets of blood dripped from Gu Changqing’s sword...
His face changed color: "Commandant Gu!"
Gu Changqing frowned but didn’t explain. He dropped his sword and, after some consideration, knocked the soldier unconscious.
There really was no need. The soldier was so shocked that he’d forgotten to stop him.
But if he didn’t knock the soldier out, the soldier would be in trouble for dereliction of duty.
Gu Changqing went to the stable, saddled his horse, and hurriedly headed towards Chang’an Avenue.
He burst into Gu Yan’s room. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
Seeing Gu Yan’s current condition, what more did Gu Changqing need to understand?
But he didn’t regret it. On the contrary, he let out a sigh of relief.
He was glad that they were just plotting against him and not really intending to hurt Gu Yan.
"Are you... feeling better?"
Gu Yan lowered his eyes, not saying a word.
Having gone through such an event, anyone’s mood would be low. Gu Changqing thought this reaction was not unusual.
Gu Changqing remembered the day Tang Ming called out his name. It seemed like Gu Yan had fainted by then... he probably didn’t hear it, right?
Gathering his courage, Gu Changqing walked over to the edge of the bed and reached out to pat his forehead, as he usually did.
Worried that his manacles would give him away, he covered them with his sleeves.
However, just as he was about to touch Gu Yan, Gu Yan turned his head slightly, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
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