A life of two souls traveling through time

Chapter 111 Half False Half True

"Your mission has failed."

In the dense forest, Zhao Changhe suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly.

"Boss Zhao, that's not how you settle accounts. We have completed the tasks you entrusted to us. As for the problems that occurred later, what do they have to do with us? Moreover, for this task of yours, Boss Zhao, we suffered heavy losses and were nearly uprooted by the government. Now we have to hide from place to place every day. Do I have to settle this account with you?" The ruffian was also very dissatisfied with Zhao Changhe's attitude. He was so angry that he had no place to vent it!

"How shameless! When you accepted the mission, you swore to yourself that the famous Li from Jiangnan would be destroyed and never rise again!" Zhao Changhe couldn't help but pointed at the ruffian and shouted angrily.

His face gradually turned livid, and he was obviously extremely angry. His eyes were like two balls of blazing flames that could burst out at any time.

“Humph, how can Boss Zhao, who is such a shrewd man, become naive? Believing the promises of a ruffian? Hahahaha…” After the ruffian finished speaking, he burst into laughter. The laughter echoed in the dense forest for a long time. The laughter was full of contempt and disdain, as if mocking Zhao Changhe's ignorance and stupidity.

"you….."

Zhao Changhe was speechless and his face turned red. He stared at the ruffian with wide eyes, his anger rising, his lips trembling, he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. He felt a tightness in his chest and was about to spit blood at any time.

At this moment, a sharp sound of swords being drawn suddenly sounded in the dense forest. Zhao Changhe clearly felt the sinister murderous aura behind him. He didn't have time to turn around to look at the person, but saw the ruffian in front of him took two steps back with horror on his face. Just as he was about to draw the knife in his hand, the grass and trees swayed slightly, and a black shadow quickly leaped over Zhao Changhe. The sword light swept across, leaving a thin line of blood on the ruffian's neck, and blood spurted out of it. The ruffian's face still retained a look of fear, his eyes were empty, and his body fell straight to the ground.

Zhao Changhe was stunned, his eyes widened again as he looked at the ruffian lying motionless on the ground, blood spurting out from under his body, staining a large area of ​​the ground red. His heart was filled with shock and fear.

The sword was flashing with cold light, not stained with a single drop of blood. Huan Yu quickly put away the sword. Her movements were clean and neat without any delay. Her face was still cold and murderous, and her eyes were chilling. She slowly turned around and stared at Zhao Changhe, who was still in fear, in deathly silence, with a half-smile in her eyes.

Looking at Yan Yu's weird smile, Zhao Changhe felt his hair stand on end. How much he disdained her in the past, how much he feared her today. His body trembled as he stepped back, with fear in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you today." Huan Yu also approached Zhao Changhe step by step. Her footsteps were so light that people could hardly hear them. She was like a ghost. Her cold eyes were full of oppression and threats: "But from now on, you'd better not act on your own. If you ruin my business again, I will never show mercy!"

Although Zhao Changhe was terrified at this moment, he was also puzzled and couldn't help asking timidly: "Miss Xuanyu, what do you mean? No one expected the changes today, why are you blaming me?"

"Have you personally figured out the details of this thug?" Yan Yu snorted coldly and asked indifferently.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Changhe's pupils narrowed, and he glanced at the stiff corpse on the ground and asked nervously.

"Since you are a group of greedy people who are obsessed with money, why do you only do business with you?" Yan Yu had a mysterious expression again, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her hands folded, and she looked at Zhao Changhe with contempt.

"Miss Xuanyu, just say what you want to say. I don't understand if you keep beating around the bush." ​​Zhao Changhe was extremely depressed, but he didn't dare to vent his anger. He gritted his teeth and forced back the fire that was rushing to his throat, and said in a muffled voice.

"In just a few days, the new cloth of the famous Li from Jiangnan has been sold in cloth shops all over the place. Aren't you curious about where their dyes come from?" Yan Yu glanced at the dead body on the ground with cold eyes and said in a cold voice.

"You mean they are having the best of both worlds?" Yan Yu's words made Zhao Changhe react, and his anger ignited again in shock.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware that it is an oriole disguised as a cicada. The famous Li from Jiangnan has escaped the crisis and turned around to use the government to get rid of this group of rabble. Master Zhao, you can't defeat Li Xingyuan after all." Yan Yu looked at the frightened and angry Zhao Changhe with a sarcastic face and smiled. After that, she walked out of the dense forest without looking back.

"Puff..." Yan Yu's words instantly made Zhao Changhe pale, his lips trembled, veins popped on his forehead, and the rage in his heart was burning. Just as he was about to open his mouth to roar, blood gushed out again. His aging body began to shake, and he eventually lost his balance and fell to the ground. His hands were deeply stuck in the mud and he felt no pain at all. Hatred, pain, and unwillingness made his eyes gradually bloodshot, like a beast about to go berserk.

"Who?" Xuan Yu had just walked out of the dense forest when her right ear moved slightly. Murderous intent flashed in her eyes. She clenched the long sword in her hand and glanced to the right.

A white-faced scholar dressed in blue cloth slowly walked out from behind the big tree and smiled gently and kindly at Yan Yu.

When Huan Yu saw that it was Bai Wuchang, the third in command of Yanjiapo, Zeng Si secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Her tense body also relaxed and she continued to walk forward with a stern face.

"Xuan...Xuan Yu...I...I'm not following you..." Zeng Si saw that Xuan Yu was so cold towards him and thought that she had misunderstood him, so he hurriedly chased her forward and stammered to explain.

"I know that Yanjiapo mobilized a large number of troops to Mocheng but gained nothing. Naturally, the first and second in command became suspicious of Zhao Changhe." Before Zeng Si could finish, Yan Yu added impatiently.

"Yeah." Zeng Si nodded blankly, lowered his eyes and hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yan Yu shyly again and whispered: "Although...although this...this time we are following Zhao...Zhao Changhe, but...but there is one thing I don't understand..."

"Third Master, you want to know why I asked you to withdraw your people from all the intersections, so that the famous Li Yun from Jiangnan can travel unimpeded?"

"Yeah." Zeng Si knew that his stuttering made Yan Yu impatient to listen to him, but he had no choice and lowered his head in inferiority.

"An insignificant and unknown organization can cause the imperial court to mobilize such a large force. Do you know why, Third In Command?" Yan Yu asked as they walked with a sneer.

"Why?" Zeng Si continued to follow Yan Yu and asked curiously.

"Because of the famous Jiangnan Li, Yanjiapo should be thankful that Li Yunye was not kidnapped in Mocheng this time, because behind the famous Jiangnan Li is the imperial censor, Zhuo Yanzheng."

"What...what?" Zhen Yu's words made Zeng Si tremble all over. He was shocked, but also felt fortunate that Yanjiaopo did not touch Li Yunye. Although they, the bandits, have always been opposed to the government, it is always better to have less trouble than more. As long as they don't provoke these big shots, they can live in peace.

"I just found out about this recently, so for the sake of Yanjiapo, I can only ask the brothers to withdraw temporarily." Xuanyu suddenly bowed to Zeng Si with a guilty look on her face, and continued: "I almost put the Third Master in danger. Xuanyu apologizes to you."

"Xuanyu...there is no need to do this...I...I can't bear it...I should thank the young lady...for saving...saving my Yanjiaopo..." Zeng Si hurriedly raised his hands but did not dare to help Xuanyu. With a slightly blushing face, he lowered his head and smiled shyly.

Looking at Zeng Si's sincere face, Xuan Yu couldn't help feeling melancholy. Why was he, like Li Yunye, so convinced of her half-false and half-true words?