Chapter 69: I'm Jealous of Myself Every Day

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The young man's figure quickly sank to the bottom. Zong Xia pulled the hidden weapon from his arm and leaped into the lake.

As night deepened, he searched underwater by moonlight, but found no one and felt no one struggling at the bottom.

After searching the vicinity, Zong Xia frowned and leaped back onto the boat. Had he drowned just like that?

Suddenly, his brow twitched, and he looked towards the opposite bank of the lake.

On the other side, far away, a figure easily parted the water.

"Chief Zong," Wei Ye said with a loud laugh, "I will forever remember your kindness in saving me and releasing me. May we meet again someday!"

The young man leaped up, his slender figure swaying in the air, as if riding the wind and treading on the moon.

Zong Xia stood there stunned for a long time, then chuckled softly, "You cunning little thief, so your inability to swim was also a lie."

Author's Note:

Ye Ye: I am a man like the wind.

#He fled, he chased, they both had no chance of escape, hahaha. This world is purely a martial arts setting; I wonder how many people like martial arts stories. I personally love martial arts stories, hehehe.

Chapter 63 After the Failed Flower Picking (Part 3)

"This time they're quite creative, starting to disguise themselves." Wei Ye kicked the man at his feet.

The man was thin and dressed in a waiter's uniform, seemingly just an ordinary waiter.

But the food and wine he had just served were all poisoned.

This was the third assassination attempt Wei Ye had encountered along the way.

The encounter with the hidden weapon in the center of the lake seemed to be a signal. From that day on, he was completely caught in a dangerous vortex. Whenever he stopped to rest in one place, he would encounter assassins, each one more powerful than the last.

Wei Ye said calmly, "To be honest, I'm not in a good mood right now."

They had to evade the pursuit of the government and the righteous path of the martial arts world, and be wary of assassins who could strike at any moment. Even in the most dangerous places, they would feel tired during their long journey.

Fortunately, the system helps him monitor the surrounding area, so he doesn't have to be on edge all the time.

The assassin, pinned to the ground, glared at him. Anyone else being chased like this would have suffered a mental breakdown; was this guy just in a bad mood?

“You’re an assassin organization; you wouldn’t kill for fun.” Wei Ye remained calm. “Tell me who hired the killer, and I’ll let you go. How about it?”

The assassin remained silent. His pressure points had been sealed and his jaw dislocated; otherwise, he would have already bitten through the venom sac and died on the spot.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Wei Ye bent down and used a needle to pick out the poison sac from his mouth.

With a snap, his jaw was roughly put back in place. Wei Ye smiled. "Go ahead and speak."

The assassin said coldly, "Kill me."

"Fearless in the face of death, quite the professional ethics," Wei Ye said unhurriedly. "But even if you didn't say it, I could guess. The person who wants to kill me isn't a customer, but someone from the Seven Star Pavilion, right?"

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