Lu Shi looked at the few men lying on the ground, knocked unconscious, with disdain. They were truly useless; he hadn't even exerted much force before they fainted.
How could Fan Shun even present such incompetent individuals for tracking? It was practically a suicide mission.
Impatiently, Lu Shi heaved the men onto his shoulders. If he had known they were so fragile, he wouldn't have knocked them out. He should have made them walk back. Now, he was the one inconvenienced, having to carry them all back.
Upon reaching the main gate, Lu Shi, with practiced ease, unceremoniously dumped them all outside.
The first time, he was a bit clumsy. The second time, his technique was utterly skilled. After throwing them down, Lu Shi immediately drove his carriage away.
Suddenly, a bustling crowd gathered at the entrance of the Fan residence, all pointing and chattering.
Hearing the report from his household staff, Fan Shun rushed out, even wearing his shoes mismatched. Upon seeing the scene before him, a surge of anger welled up in his chest.
These were the men he had sent to track Ling Mo Han that morning, now beaten unconscious and dumped at his doorstep.
If Ling Mo Han hadn't ordered this, who else could it be?
Fan Shun clenched his fists tightly, gritting his teeth, and said, "Take them back!"
He vowed to seek out Ling Mo Han and demand retribution for the humiliation he suffered today.
"Scram! Hurry up and get lost! Damn it, daring to laugh at this lord! You all don't want to live anymore!"
Fan Shun's eyes blazed with anger as he glared at the onlookers surrounding him, his fury intensifying. He roared at the crowd.
The citizens of Yun Cheng had long been oppressed by Fan Shun. Now, they were so terrified that they dared not utter a word and hastily dispersed.
After everyone had scattered, Zhang Kun finally hurried over.
"My lord, I heard about what happened today and rushed over. Are you alright?"
Fan Shun pressed his temples, sighing, "Ling Mo Han is slapping my face. He's warning me not to try and investigate him, to behave myself and not harbor any ulterior motives. I've guarded Yun Cheng for nearly ten years, and when have I ever suffered such humiliation? If I don't avenge this, I am not human!"
Such a great disgrace. He was determined to get revenge on Ling Mo Han. In all these years, only Ling Mo Han had dared to disrespect him to this extent.
He had always operated by the principle of those who follow him prosper, and those who defy him perish. This time would be no different.
"My lord, please calm your anger. That Ling Mo Han is truly detestable, deserving of a thousand cuts. However, Ling Mo Han was appointed by His Majesty to this region. If anything were to go wrong in Yun Cheng, it would be difficult for us to explain ourselves!"
Zhang Kun was also worried that if Ling Mo Han were to meet with an accident in Yun Cheng, they would all be implicated.
Moreover, he was the God of War. Zhang Kun had heard of Ling Mo Han's reputation. How could they possibly be a match for him?
"My decision is made. Tonight, you will take your men to the post station and kill Ling Mo Han and his entourage!" Fan Shun's murderous intent was ignited, determined to kill Ling Mo Han to quell his hatred.
Pausing, Fan Shun seemed to recall something and called out to Zhang Kun, "I heard that Ling Mo Han brought his wife with him on this trip. His wife is said to be extremely beautiful..."
"My lord, rest assured, your subordinate understands."
Zhang Kun immediately caught on and quickly agreed, then withdrew.
Fan Shun began to indulge in wicked thoughts, a lewd smile gracing his lips.
...
Deep in the night, Feng Jin had just lulled the two children to sleep. As she was about to remove her hairpin, she keenly heard a rustling sound outside the door, her nerves immediately on alert.
She retrieved a crossbow and strapped it to her wrist, guarding the children. Through the dim light, she vaguely saw several figures approaching her room.
But… but these assassins were too unprofessional. They were walking so openly outside the window that it was impossible for her not to notice.
Before Feng Jin could make a move, the sounds of clashing swords erupted outside the window. Numerous figures engaged in a brawl outside the window.
The fight lasted for a full quarter of an hour before the sounds of slaughter finally ceased.
Feng Jin's hand, resting on the crossbow, slowly lowered. Just as she was about to get up and investigate, a series of knocks sounded from outside the door.
"Reporting to Madam, all assassins have been eliminated. Your subordinate has arranged for hidden guards in the vicinity. Madam, please rest assured and sleep soundly."
Lu Shi's voice came from outside. Feng Jin quickly put away the crossbow and opened the door. A strong smell of blood wafted towards her, and she forced down the urge to vomit.
"What happened? Have the assassins been identified?"
"They were Fan Shun's men. They've all been dealt with. Madam, please rest easy."
"What about Ling Mo Han?" Feng Jin asked anxiously. She had to confirm Ling Mo Han's safety before she could feel at ease.
"Young General is unharmed. He will come over once the matters are settled."
Feng Jin nodded slightly. "Tell him to be extremely careful."
After a few instructions, Feng Jin hurried back into the room. Her most important task now was to look after the two children. She believed Ling Mo Han would be fine.
Feng Jin paced back and forth in the room, constantly looking outside. She stayed awake all night. It wasn't until the sky began to lighten that she heard faint footsteps outside the door and hurried out to check.
The moment she opened the door, their eyes met. Seeing Ling Mo Han, the defenses Feng Jin had built in her heart instantly crumbled. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she rushed into his embrace, truly feeling his presence. Her restless heart finally began to calm down.
"It's windy outside. Let's go inside first."
Ling Mo Han affectionately ruffled Feng Jin's hair and led her back into the room.
"Tell me, what exactly happened?" Feng Jin eagerly grasped Ling Mo Han's hand and began to question him.
"It's nothing much. Fan Shun couldn't wait any longer and wanted to kill me."
Ling Mo Han said nonchalantly, as if these matters had nothing to do with him.
"Fan Shun..." Feng Jin murmured the name, a plump figure appearing in her mind. "He's just a fat pig!"
He ate so much, yet his courage was not small. Daring to send people to assassinate him! He truly didn't want to live.
Feng Jin's anger surged, and she wished she could drag that fat pig out and kick him fiercely a few times to vent her anger.
"Are you injured?" After her thoughts, Feng Jin finally remembered to ask about Ling Mo Han's condition.
"I'm fine. His skills are not enough to injure me. However, for the next few days, you and the children must stay within the post station and are not allowed to go anywhere, understand?"
The situation in Yun Cheng was becoming increasingly troublesome. Ling Mo Han suddenly regretted bringing Feng Jin with him in the first place.
This assassination attempt showed that Fan Shun's claws had already reached out to Feng Jin and the two children. He had to prepare earlier and be vigilant.