Your Highness, Please Love Me Tender

104. You’re the Sharp Sword

Translator: Flying Lines

Yu Che leaving Xiao Shengnian meant an extra opening for the men of sacrifice. Perhaps it was because, from the prince’s appearance, he looked too gentle, elegant, and not dangerous at all, three of the twelve shadows naturally chose to aim for him.

At the same time, four of the men chose to target Zhui Xing, preventing him protecting Xiao Shengnian.

These assassins specifically ignored Zhou Zaiyue. Although the twelve had killed countless innocent people before, Zhou Zaiyue wasn’t a target, and so he was like a passer-by. Thus, the remaining four of the most powerful shadows aimed for Su Jie.

They were very clear on what Su Jie’s weaknesses were, as well as what Su Jie was good at. Couple this to the four assassins’ teamwork, Su Jie found it difficult to deal with them momentarily. However, the old man the twelve men ignored turned out to be the mission’s biggest variable.

Even though there was only one assassin dealing with Yu Che, because Yu Jiang needed protection, Yu Che was kept busy. It was somewhat tiring for Zhui Xing to fight with four outstanding men of sacrifice. Only Xiao Shengnian found the whole ordeal a breeze. Swearing quietly, Zhou Ziayue took out a bag of medicinal powder and scattered it. As a doctor, Zhou Zaiyue didn’t carry around a lot of poison. And because he used quite a bit last time they encountered killers, he only had one bag left. Once he used that up, there weren’t any more.

Zhou Zaiyue knew some martial arts when he was younger, but he couldn’t use them now that he was much older. Naturally, he didn’t need to fight with these men of sacrifice but…

But Zhou Zaiyue retrieved a flute from his pockets. He played an out-of-tune melody. The music was ear-piercing as well as unpleasant.

Although the twelve assassins didn’t know what Zhou Zaiyue was doing, they subconsciously decided to deal with Zhou Zaiyue too, in order to eliminate the hidden danger. It was a shame that they were all occupied, so they couldn’t finish him off immediately.

The twelve men all fought like they were ready to throw their lives away. Zhui Xing was still holding up, but Yu Che was in a disadvantageous position. Xiao Shengnian offed a killer, and the remaining two were unable to hold up against Xiao Shengnian. Not long after, they had different degrees of injuries. Yet, because one of their brothers was killed, the two assassins became more ruthless instead. For a while, they managed to stand on even ground with Xiao Shengnian.

As for Su Jie, he wasn’t having that much luck. Everything he knew came from the Guqin Master. Even though Su Jie developed his own style and techniques of fighting, the assassins grasped the weaknesses of his fighting style. In this ‘one versus four’ situation, Su Jie was already starting to feel tired.

The scent of blood spread in the air, and the corners of Su Jie’s mouth rose slightly. His right arm was grazed by a blade, and dark-colored blood oozed out of the wound. It was obvious that the blade was tipped with poison.

The moment Zhou Zaiyue saw that Su Jie was hurt, he immediately fished out two or three bags of powder and scattered it in the air. This powder wasn’t necessary poison, but it was the antidote to other poisons. However, at this moment, Zhou Zaiyue couldn’t confirm which type of poison the twelve shadows used. Because he was somewhat impatient, he once again played his flute. The sound was as shrill as the harshest alarms.

Su Jie’s biggest merit was that he would never underestimate any enemy, so he never underestimated these twelve shadows. Also, after exchanging a few blows, he had somewhat figured out these people’s tactics. Thus, after being injured by the blade, Su Jie snatched another assassin’s blade with a flick of his hand and cut off the arm of the nearest man of sacrifice.

As the man of sacrifice’s arm was chopped off, a large amount of blood spurted out. The fresh blood splashed onto Su Jie’s red robe, dyeing it an extra shade of allure. Each drop of fresh blood was like ink splashing onto paper, blossoming into the cruellest color.

At this time, it appeared that Su Jie’s blood-thirst was awakened. His face was emotionless yet, a cruel glimmer flashed through his clear eyes. His aura was as cool as ice that hadn’t thawed for thousands of years. His movements were crisp and neat, and the bloody scent in the air made Su Jie’s mood even colder. There seemed to be an invisible circle of death around him as his body radiated an intimidating air, making the assassins attacking him feel frightened.

The twelve shadows didn’t know that their target was once a man of sacrifice. They only felt that the youth must have killed quite a few people. If that wasn’t that case, his techniques wouldn’t be so sophisticated nor could he stay calm after seeing blood.

“To have me send you on your ways, you guys should be feeling honored.” Su Jie’s voice was gentle. The monotonous voice was just as frigid as when he gave mission reports to Prince Qin.

Hearing his voice, one of the assassins suddenly revealed an expression of shock. It all came to him in an instant. He said, his voice shaking because of his fear, “You are– the Sharp Sword!”

Adding two and two together with Su Jie’s killing aura and his cold voice, there was finally an assassin who worked out who they were trying to kill.

Yet, Su Jie didn’t answer. Using the time when the assassin was shocked, Su Jie quickly ended the man’s life.