Chapter 416 - 290: Deep Cold Snowy Night, Shadow Assassination

"Xuu Man, this book was bought for a heavy price by Grand Commandant Pei himself from the Shadow Tower. The Five Lights Sect massacre years ago was orchestrated by Tang Xuan!"

"Why would Tang Xuan do such a thing?!" Tang Man knelt in the snow.

"Because, Tang Xuan had his eye on..." Elder Soong sneered, "your mother!"

"Your parents refused, and thus they were annihilated."

"Tang Xuan!!" Xuu Man roared like a beast, his eyes wide with anger.

"Xuu Man, Tang Xuan is a member of the Tang Family. Even if he is imprisoned now, he may not be convicted, and even if he is, he might not be executed."

"Don’t you want revenge?" Elder Soong continued.

Xuu Man suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot.

"Tell me, where is it?" Elder Soong stated his purpose, "The Commandant will avenge you."

"..."

Commandant?

Chu Ming’s heart stirred in the distance, finally overhearing some useful information.

He took out the golden jade box, observing it with a smile.

"The other aura in the box, is it that Commandant?"

The Imperial Guard Commandant on the Dragon Throne, colluding with the King of North Snow?

Chu Ming flipped his hand, storing the golden jade box.

This box is more valuable than the evidence against Secretary of the Imperial Secretariat Luu Shizhong that he holds.

"Secretary of the Imperial Secretariat Luu Shizhong..."

Chu Ming’s steps did not slow as he charged forward.

Soon, he had returned to the Chu Mansion.

Outside the mansion, Luu Shizhong’s men were still there.

Further away, at some point, another group had appeared, totaling four people, all wearing Evil Ghost Masks with identical attire.

"Shadow Tower?"

Chu Ming recognized the four’s outfits, precisely like the underground organization Shadow Tower that had exterminated the Five Lights Sect a decade ago.

One led, with strength in the late stage of the Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm, three followed, two in the middle stage of the Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm, one in the early stage.

To deal with a scholar, hiring four people of the Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm—it truly is a sacrifice.

"Mei, go confirm the target’s location."

"Yes."

Mei, that person in the early stage of the Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm, was a woman.

With an Evil Ghost Mask, the woman moved like a ghost, silently weaving through the snow towards the Chu Mansion.

"The target should have a Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm strong person protecting them. Once the location is confirmed, deliver a fatal blow; do not linger in battle!" The leader continued to instruct.

"Yes." The other two replied respectfully.

The woman named Mei lightly treaded on the rooftops, agilely on all fours, akin to an Exotic Beast with a mastery of body technique.

Moreover, Mei must have cultivated some kind of sensing technique. Just upon entering the mansion, she headed directly for a specific place.

There, was exactly where Chu Ming was.

Chu Ming brushed off the snowflakes, removing his disguise and black clothing, donning a white scholar’s robe, and covering himself with the Snow Qilin Cloak.

In the pitch-black room, he sat silently.

This night was destined to be restless.

Just uncertain of who hired the Shadow Tower to assassinate him.

As he thought this, a sound came from the roof.

If not listened to carefully, it seemed like the falling snow; with a close listen, it was footsteps.

Whoosh!

The ghostly figure darted into the pitch-black room.

"Huh?"

Mei immediately detected the white-clothed youth seated at the desk.

An absurd and sinister thought flashed through her mind.

The somewhat handsome white-clothed youth seemed to be waiting for her.

In the next moment, this thought became reality.

"You’ve come." The youth’s voice seemed to echo in Mei’s mind.

"Damn!"

Mei cursed inwardly, turning to leave.

Whizz! Whizz!

Black gold blades responded to the sound, blocking Mei’s retreat.

"I have some questions for you." Chu Ming adjusted the Snow Qilin Cloak, rising slowly.

"You’re not Chu Ming!"

Two Primordial Artifacts brushed against Mei’s neck and chest.

Chu Ming said nothing, steadily walked to stand before Mei, extending his right hand, fingers closed into a palm.

Bam!

Suddenly, the crimson palm struck through the air.

The speed was such that Mei, in the early stage of the Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm, couldn’t react, fainting on the spot.

After knocking out this woman, Chu Ming’s figure didn’t pause, stepping out of the house, returning to the white snow-covered cold night.

In the distance outside the mansion.

"Why hasn’t Mei returned yet?"

"Was she discovered?"

"Even if discovered, there should have been sounds of fighting."

"Wait another half hour. If she still doesn’t come out, we’ll go in directly."

"Yes."

"..."

"You, intend to kill me?"

"Hmm?"

The three of them abruptly turned around.

Only to see a youth draped in a snow-white cloak walking slowly toward them.

No sensing! No aura!

A dispassionate expression, handsome features...

It’s the assassination target!

But, the intel said the target was a scholar youth; how could he appear beside them noiselessly?

Scholar youth... protected by a Lower Meridian Unlocking Realm strong person...

"He’s not the target; he’s the Lower Meridian Unlocking strong person in charge of protection!"

"Attack!"

The leading Ying Ren reacted instantly, cold gleams bursting from his hand.

The other two hesitated for only a moment before following closely behind.

Chu Ming’s eyes remained deep and calm, his arms naturally falling, walking forward peacefully.

As if the cold light before him wasn’t a deadly weapon, but snow crystals drifting in the cold night.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Crisp sounds scattered the falling snowflakes, as something red and hot sprayed out, staining the white snow.

The Shadow Tower trio all had the hands holding cold weapons severed.

Cold sweat seeped out, then froze, and the pain of the severed hands pierced the heart, but all three gritted their teeth, not uttering a single cry of pain.

As assassins, they either kill or are killed by others.

The black gold artifacts hovered to the sides, the youth in the Snow Qilin Cloak walked over the thick snow.

"Separate and escape!"

The three wrapped their severed hands, split into three directions, and fled onto the rooftops.

Chu Ming tightened his cloak slightly, merely lifting his gaze.

Whizz whizz!

The black gold Primordial Artifacts broke through the snow, pierced through two bodies, and finally hovered before the third person.