This Lady Is Trying to Kill Me

Chapter 267: Two Sides (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

On another side…

In the wee hours of the morning, in River Source County, in the southwest of Wu Province…

“Giddyup!”

Clack, clack..

The hurried horse galloped past the official road outside the county city and gradually arrived at the city outskirts.

Bai Siming had been riding on horseback for more than four hours. Along the way, he had stolen three horses and rode continuously. He had already run from Rising Sun County to River Source County, but he was still worried. After running a short distance, he would turn around to check the situation to prevent anyone from following him.

He was so cautious because when he was in the mountains just now, he had been extremely careful and paid attention to the slightest noise behind him. But even though he had clearly confirmed that there was nothing unusual, the sound of fighting had sounded from more than 300 feet behind him.

Three hundred feet was quite far for ordinary people, but at the level close to that of the Eight Chiefs, he could almost reach this distance in front of him with a turn of his head. It was completely within his detection range. If he didn’t sense it, it could only mean that the other party’s lightness skills and movement techniques surpassed his.

Being followed by such an unfathomable expert, how could Bai Siming dare to let his guard down? He didn’t dare to return to the Hidden Dragon Cave at all. The only way to escape from being tracked was to risk his life and run away at full speed.

Peak martial artists might have terrifying short-distance sprinting speeds. But in Bai Siming’s opinion, someone who could cross mountains and track galloping horses for four hours in a row and still maintain silence without being discovered by a top expert was no longer human.

Bai Siming ran to the vicinity of River Source County’s county capital, but he still didn’t discover any signs of anyone following him. His anxious heart gradually relaxed, and he turned his horse’s head and ran toward the Phoenix Perching Villa in the suburbs.

The Phoenix Perching Villa was a second-tier Jianghu force among the twelve sects of Wu Province. Its strength was average, and it was only slightly stronger than the Black Tortoise Hall, a sect that relied on the prestige of its ancestors to make up the numbers.

Although the Phoenix Perching Villa was weak, it had a lot of connections and a deep relationship with the neighboring Ze Province. The young lady of the sect had even married into Jun Mountain Terrace, which dominated Ze Province.

Bai Siming had traveled a long distance to come here, obviously not just because it was the closest to the Grasping Moon Tower.

Bai Siming was the chief aide of the Prince of Wu. In recent years, he had assisted the Prince of Wu in his rebellion and had a deep understanding of the situation in the capital’s bureaucracy. It was impossible for him not to pay attention to a secret service organization like the Black Office.

After Bai Siming left the Grasping Moon Tower, he had been blocked by a King of Hell of the Black Office. Bai Siming saw his appearance and confirmed that he wasn’t one of the Six Fiends.

But the young constable had grabbed the saber in the air as nimbly as a dragonfly skimming the water and instantly killed Xiao Shichen. His martial arts skills were clearly on the same level as the Diting and Ksitigarbha.

Furthermore, the saber technique of drawing a saber with the left hand and using the ‘only speed can’t be broken’ attack was too prominent. Bai Siming and Qiu Tianhe were martial artists of the same era, and he was even working in Wu Province beside Ze Province. It was really difficult not to recognize the constable.

A man from the Black Office, only in his twenties, extremely handsome, knew the Eight-Steps Frenzied Blade…

Who else could it be other than Ye Jingtang?

A few days ago, the Prince of Wu Estate had received a messenger pigeon from the capital, asking the Prince of Wu to send someone secretly to deliver news to Jun Mountain Terrace. The description on it was exactly the same as the King of Hell of the Black Office he had met today.

Bai Siming had personally arranged for someone to send the news to Jun Mountain Terrace. At the time, he was still puzzled as to why the people in the capital were so anxious. Today, he finally understood what kind of monster Cao Aning and the others had encountered in the capital.

Putting aside his incomprehensible investigative abilities, for him to be able to practice martial arts to this level at around twenty years old was completely a replica of Feng Guancheng. It was obvious that he had heaven-reaching luck, and anyone who stood in his way would die.

Now that Bai Siming had been inexplicably ambushed by this living King of Hell with countless experts, he knew that something big was about to happen.

However, the Prince of Wu was trapped in the mountains and couldn’t leave at all. Bai Siming was the strongest expert under him, but he didn’t dare to deal with such a person. The only choice now was to continue using ‘kill with a borrowed knife’. He had to urge Jun Mountain Terrace to send someone over quickly to send this King of Hell away.

As for whether Jun Mountain Terrace would come, Bai Siming wasn’t worried.

Ye Jingtang’s martial arts skills were so high that he could fight two experts alone and easily defeat the second-in-command of the Grasping Moon Tower. He could already be regarded as a top Grandmaster. To be able to lead a team to capture or kill the Prince of Wu meant that he was highly trusted and valued by the empress. He would definitely have power in the Imperial Court in the future.

If Jun Mountain Terrace still dared to let such a person continue to grow to become a disaster, they deserved to be wiped out.

Bai Siming galloped to the Phoenix Perching Villa on the outskirts of the city, got off his horse, and jumped into the huge villa.

Almost at the same time that Bai Siming’s figure disappeared, a big bird silently landed on a nearby mountain and lay on a rock. “Chirp, chirp, coo, coo…” It probably meant: I’m so tired…

Just as the bird was resting on the rock for a moment to observe whether Bai Siming was staying here, a black shadow suddenly appeared from the mountain range and landed at the high point on the opposite mountain. He took out a long tube and looked into the villa.

“Coo?!” The bird raised its head and felt that this figure was a little familiar…