The assassin leader, seeing that Ye Guhan was temporarily unable to pursue him, breathed a massive sigh of relief. While fleeing at top speed, he glanced around. Looking down, he saw Jun Moxie, the wastrel, somehow lying flat on his back on the ground, his eyes seemingly still slightly open. The leader paused in surprise: Had this brat not died yet?!

Glancing back, he saw Ye Guhan had cornered his companion and seemed intent on capturing him alive, meaning he likely wouldn't spare attention for the leader for the moment. A thought flashed through his mind, and malice welled up.

If he couldn't kill Princess Lingmeng, perhaps killing Jun Moxie would still throw the capital into chaos? His movement faltered, and he prepared to descend to deliver another fatal thrust to the wastrel!

Just as he entertained this thought, he suddenly saw the wastrel boy below look up at him, blink, stick out his tongue, make a face, and mutter a low curse: "I cao ni ma!"

The voice was extremely faint. The surroundings were already chaotic, and the sound of approaching horses was thundering in the distance. The nearest person was several zhang away, unable to hear anything, and no one was paying attention to this spot anyway; everyone's focus was on Ye Guhan’s assault. Only the assassin leader, fleeing with all his might and relatively close, heard it clearly. Instantly, his eyes burned with a furious blue intensity!

I can’t touch a Tianxuan expert, but surely I can kill you, you useless, profligate brat?! You dare curse me, you punk!

With a boom, he plummeted down, thrusting his long sword out ferociously! He cursed inwardly: "I'll slaughter you!"

At that very moment, a flash of cyan suddenly appeared before his eyes, like the simultaneous appearance of the blue sky and the vast ocean. A sapphire throwing knife materialized before him, mysteriously and beautifully, like a dream—its target, his own throat!

"Tianxuan... urgh..." The assassin leader was greatly alarmed, his limbs instantly turning ice-cold. Under extreme shock, compounded by his downward trajectory, his breath hitched, and he plummeted. Before he even hit the ground, the sapphire throwing knife vibrated as it lodged deep into his throat, piercing fully three cun!

With a soft thud, the assassin leader remained utterly bewildered even in death. Why did the throwing knife appear here when Ye Guhan was clearly thirty zhang away? What was the logic behind this? This question left the suppressed Gold-rank assassin staring wide-eyed in confusion even after death, looking as if he were eager to learn the answer...

Jun Xie was already badly injured, but his movements were inherently somewhat less fluid. Although his sword wounds had been bound, he had still taken a kick to both feet from a Silver Xuan expert! Watching this Gold-rank assassin fall toward him with a bewildered expression, the most critical issue was that even in death, the man still clutched his long sword...

"Damn, they really die unrepentant!" Jun Xie cursed internally, pushing his last reserves of strength to shift his body slightly, darting forward, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

Bang! The assassin leader’s corpse landed squarely on Jun Xie’s small frame. With a hiss, the long sword still held in his hand pierced the meatiest part of Jun Xie’s thigh!

If that sword had shifted just a few fen to the left and up, this great assassin Jun would have gloriously become a professional entertainer in the Imperial Palace...

"Hoo... sss... Damn it!" Jun Xie gasped out a hoo from the impact, almost losing his breath, then followed with a sharp sss from the sword entering his leg. The last word was a deeply frustrated curse from Young Master Jun: Who would have thought the dead could still wound people with swords? This world is truly fcking marvelous!

The long sword pierced Jun Xie solidly, sinking deep into the flesh before embedding into the earth, tearing open an even larger bloody gash that might further sever his tendons. Under these circumstances, Jun Xie naturally couldn't move, and the assassin leader on top of him was already dead and certainly wouldn't move. The two were stacked together like human firewood, the assassin still gripping the hilt, the blade embedded in Jun Xie. The posture was indescribably bizarre!

Jun Xie felt like crying without tears: This is the second time since arriving in this world that I've been pinned down by a man! The first time, although that fat bastard was revolting, at least he was alive. This time, however, he was being crushed by a corpse and couldn't move...

A living person, a dead person, their faces pressed close together. Their eyes actually met. Only then did Jun Xie notice that the dead man’s eyes refused to close. Out of morbid curiosity, Jun Xie observed closely. The more he looked, the stranger it seemed; the man’s eyes held not hatred or malice, but rather... doubt and confusion!

"Hey, can't find your way to the Yellow Springs? Don't look at me like that, I don't know the way either!" Jun Xie cursed resentfully.

Any normal person pinned beneath a dead body, being stared at by vacant eyes, would likely lose their spirit and tremble uncontrollably, no matter how brave. But Jun Xie, this freak, actually started conversing with the corpse. One had to admit... he was formidable!

Crack! Ye Guhan knocked the long sword from the other assassin leader's hand. A flash of pale blue sword light appeared, resting against the man's neck: "Who sent you? Speak!" Ye Guhan was furious. If he didn't expose the mastermind, how could he know if such incidents would happen again? He could protect Lingmeng once, twice, but he couldn't protect her forever. What if the next assassination involved a Tianxuan master who could tie him down?!

The assassin leader looked coldly at Ye Guhan, despair filling his eyes. Suddenly, he burst into loud laughter: "Ye Guhan, you think I'll talk? Hahahaha... How laughable! I never imagined the renowned Lone Star of the Horizon, the dignified Tianxuan expert, could be so naive!" As he spoke, black blood suddenly trickled from the corner of his mouth, his breathing ceased instantly, and his eyes, still fixed on Ye Guhan, held a hint of mockery.

The moment he was captured, he had bitten the poison sac hidden in his mouth!

Poison that kills instantly upon contact—what a vicious toxin!

Ye Guhan sighed heavily, a sliver of admiration showing in his eyes, and muttered, "He was a real man after all! I won't dishonor your corpse then!"

All the assassins who had come to attack were now dead. The scene instantly fell silent. Although Ye Guhan’s voice was soft, it clearly reached Jun Xie’s ears. At that moment, Jun Xie felt an impulse to laugh out loud: What utter nonsense! Such conduct is called a hero? Then the heroes in this world are truly worthless!

If he hadn't committed suicide, would you have spared him? Even if you spared him because he was a "hero," could the assassin organization behind him let him go? Could the mastermind let him go? I've seen foolish people, but never one this stupid. How can you be a Tianxuan expert and still be so idiotic! White-trash Tianxuan expert!

Jun Xie couldn't help but feel overwhelming disdain in his heart: For this kind of person, if you intended to take him alive before subduing him, the very first thing you should have done was knock out all his teeth while he could still move! That's the bare minimum. As for sealing his acupoints and severing his internal energy flow—surely I shouldn't even need to explain that, right?!

A rookie! Absolutely unprofessional! The great assassin Jun sighed in professional lamentation.

The scene was covered in blood. Princess Lingmeng frowned slightly, seemingly unable to bear the strong stench of blood. She walked forward and asked, "Uncle Ye, when did you master such an exquisite divine skill with throwing knives? Can you teach me when we return?"

Hearing the mention of throwing knives, Ye Guhan snapped back to attention. He clasped his hands together in a bow towards the empty air and spoke loudly, "Today, I thank the senior for the rescue. I, Ye, am deeply indebted! Princess Lingmeng has shallow insight; if I have caused any offense to the senior, I beg the senior's magnanimity to disregard it. If the senior has any needs, just a few words will suffice. I will certainly go through fire and water without hesitation to repay this immense kindness!"

In his heart, Princess Lingmeng was like his own daughter and the sole anchor of his existence. The mysterious powerhouse who saved the Princess had saved him! Therefore, when offering his thanks, he did not mention who exactly was saved. Regardless of the beneficiary, his feeling of gratitude was the same.