Chapter 419 - 290: Deep Cold Snowy Night, Shadow Assassination_4

It’s a method of usage.

Lightly flicking his sleeve, Chu Ming put away the gold and jade box and continued pondering.

Tang Xuan’s matter no longer needs much attention; what’s left is Secretary of the Imperial Secretariat Luu Shizhong and the Prime Minister Zuo Yuan behind him.

Currently, outside the mansion are Luu Shizhong’s spies lurking, as well as a group of people farther away.

Compared to Luu Shizhong’s three spies, the group farther away exhibits a strong sense of discipline, lurking in place regardless of the heavy snow, without moving or speaking.

"Huang Forbidden Army? Or someone’s Death Warriors?"

People in the army have good discipline, and Death Warriors entirely obey orders; both are possible.

Under the investigation of the Sword Gourd Spirit, Chu Ming didn’t even see any extra expressions on those two people’s faces.

Their strengths are formidable, both strong persons of the Lower Realm Six Meridians and Seven Meridians.

Such strong individuals are rarely seen; within Martial Arts sects they are either elders or sect leaders, and within the army, they at least hold the ranks of Commandant or General.

Chu Ming originally intended to capture the two, but after thinking it over, he decided against it.

Those who can command such strong individuals have a definite and complicated status in the Qin Capital.

Before figuring out who they are and why they are staying outside the mansion, it is best not to alert them unnecessarily.

Gathering his gaze slightly, Chu Ming looked toward Luu Shizhong’s three men again.

Their strengths aren’t especially formidable, being in the Meridian Unlocking Realm late stage, easily dismissible. But Chu Ming chooses not to act; more accurately, he’s too lazy to bother.

He holds the evidence of Luu Shizhong’s crimes in his hands, throwing it out would solve the problem.

Not only solve the problem but also potentially stir up the deep waters of the Qin Capital.

Finally, there’s the employer who hired the Shadow Tower to assassinate him.

Chu Ming glanced outside; the deep cold of winter night is indeed suitable for action.

Lifting his hand over his face, Disguise, changing clothes.

Amidst the wind and snow, shadows darted across.

...

Qin Capital, Outer City, Yongping Medical Clinic.

Under the faint light of the late night, rows of patients could be seen lying in beds, suffering from either deep cold or frostbite.

Two young boys carried medicinal liquid and warming objects, distributing them to each patient.

"Thank you, thank you."

"Young hero, over here, over here, I haven’t received the medicine yet."

"Thank you, young hero. When spring comes and I earn some silver, I will definitely repay the cost of the medicine."

"Young hero, could you spare a bite to eat?"

"..."

The sudden heavy snow caused many in the city to become severely cold, injuring their legs, resulting in the clinic being lit late at night to treat patients.

The two young boys, expressionless, applied medicine, provided warmth, and even delivered food to over fifty people inside the house.

After busying themselves for over half an hour, the two finally exited the treatment room, somewhat tired, and went to the back room to rest.

"If you ask me, the clinic shouldn’t have opened this door."

Avoiding outside people, the two young boys simultaneously showed disgusted and disdainful expressions.

"With such heavy snow, if the clinic hadn’t opened its doors, they might have all frozen to death."

"Each one pushes their limits, requesting hot water after applying medicine, seeking a warm stove after drinking it, and still wanting food with a stove!"

"They shout about definitely paying, but actually, who really comes back to repay the medicine cost?"

The two young boys complained to each other with displeasure.

"I truly don’t understand why Aunt Hua wants to do this."

"I don’t get it either; applying medicine is one thing, but Aunt Hua even asks us to cook meals for them."

"At this rate, who knows if the clinic can hold up."

"..."

They spoke alternately.

"What are you complaining about?"

A voice sounded from outside, followed by the door being pushed open, revealing a woman with her hands on her hips standing at the door.

"Have you forgotten who took you in off the streets when you were little beggars in the freezing cold years ago?"

The woman wore an overcoat, anger apparent on her face.

"Sister Ayi, we... are wrong." The two young boys lowered their heads to admit their mistake.

"Is Aunt Hua’s hot water ready?"

"Yes, yes."

"Good, now take it to Spring Grass Hall, Aunt Hua is waiting for you there, it seems like she wants to teach you medicine, hurry up."

Teach medicine?!

The two young boys instantly rejoiced, hurriedly put on their clothes, rushed to the kitchen, each carrying large buckets of hot water to Spring Grass Hall.

Spring Grass Hall is located behind the clinic, the residence of Hua Zaizhu, the owner of Yongping Medical Clinic.

In the late night, Spring Grass Hall was glowing with light; peering through the door, inside seemed to be a woman bathing.

The two naive boys stood at the door, looking at the vague silhouette with some nervousness.

"Aunt... glub... Hua..." The boy knocked on the door.