With the words spoken, Jun Mohan’s violet eyes lit up.
“Li’er, is this method you mentioned really effective?” Jun Mohan asked, full of surprise.
“It can be, but it must be implemented when his will is weak for hypnosis,” Leng Ruo Li explained.
“This craftsman Li isn’t young anymore, and he’s also very afraid of death. Li’er, how strong do you think his willpower can be?” Jun Mohan said with a hint of amusement.
“Alright, I’ll go try. It’s just that the matter of you asking craftsman Li to make jewelry has already spread to many people, and they’ve surely heard the news. I’m worried they might make a move against craftsman Li. This matter cannot be delayed. Let’s go check on craftsman Li’s home after dinner,” Leng Ruo Li said, her expression worried.
“Good, I’ll go see him after dinner,” Jun Mohan agreed.
***
After dinner, the Cold King and his consort, along with Yin Chen and two hidden guards, took to the air. They flew onto the rooftops, then tiptoed across the tiles of each house, flying at top speed all the way to craftsman Li’s home.
As they flew into craftsman Li’s courtyard, they looked up and saw that the front door of his house was wide open. Leng Ruo Li and Jun Mohan’s hearts immediately sank. They then sensed a dangerous aura in the air.
A moment later, as expected, a group of people hidden in the shadows shot cold arrows at Leng Ruo Li and Jun Mohan.
A volley of arrows rained down, all aimed at their location.
“Run! Let’s quickly get inside the house!” Leng Ruo Li and Jun Mohan said in unison. They bolted into craftsman Li’s house.
The house was pitch black, so dark that they couldn’t see anything inside. Leng Ruo Li’s sensitive nose twitched. She smelled a strong scent of blood in craftsman Li’s home.
Then, Leng Ruo Li took out a flashlight and illuminated the room. They saw craftsman Li lying face down on a table, seemingly asleep. But with such a commotion outside, how could he sleep so soundly?
Seeing this, Leng Ruo Li was filled with suspicion. She walked to craftsman Li’s side, the smell of blood becoming even stronger.
So, Leng Ruo Li extended two fingers and felt craftsman Li’s hand. She could no longer feel a pulse on his wrist, and his body had already turned cold.
Yin Chen helped to prop up craftsman Li’s body. Leng Ruo Li and the others clearly saw the tragic state of craftsman Li’s death. A dagger was plunged precisely into his heart, blood soaking his clothes and flowing onto the ground. However, his blood had already dried.
Based on the corpse’s condition, Leng Ruo Li deduced that craftsman Li had been dead for three hours. This meant that craftsman Li had been murdered just as dusk fell this afternoon, killed with a single fatal blow.
“Your Highness, it seems this person is holding something in his right hand.”
Yin Chen’s sharp eyes spotted a secret.
“Take it out and let me see,” Leng Ruo Li said curiously.
Immediately, Yin Chen tried to pry open craftsman Li’s right hand. With some effort, he managed to retrieve a double cicada jade pendant from craftsman Li’s right hand and immediately handed it to Leng Ruo Li.
Leng Ruo Li’s eyes flickered upon seeing the double cicada jade pendant that Yin Chen handed her, but she quickly regained her usual composure.
“Your Highness, see if this is what you are looking for?”
Leng Ruo Li sent the double cicada jade pendant she held flying directly towards Jun Mohan, who was guarding the door. Jun Mohan, with quick reflexes, caught the jade pendant Leng Ruo Li threw.
He spread his palm and looked. The double cicada jade pendant in his hand was exactly the same as one he had seen before. However, on the back of this jade pendant, an unfinished magnolia flower was carved. What was craftsman Li trying to imply?
Jun Mohan fell into deep thought.
Meanwhile, the area outside craftsman Li’s courtyard had become quiet again, as if the scene just moments ago had never happened.
After Jun Mohan put away the double cicada jade pendant, they cautiously opened the room door and walked out into the courtyard.
“Yin Chen, take two of the brothers to the Dali Temple Minister and find Yan Song. Have him come handle matters here.”
As soon as Jun Mohan finished speaking, a group of masked men in black suddenly appeared before Leng Ruo Li and Jun Mohan, surrounding them.
“None of you will leave this small courtyard tonight,” the leader of the black-clad men said fiercely.
“Who are you? Why are you trying to assassinate us?”
A flash of ferocity crossed Leng Ruo Li’s eyes as she looked at them coldly.
“You can ask the King of Hell that question after you’re dead,” the leader said sinisterly.
With that, he shouted, “Everyone, attack!”
Then, the group of masked men in black immediately drew their swords and pointed them at Leng Ruo Li and Jun Mohan’s group.
Except for Leng Ruo Li, who clutched a handful of poison needles, Jun Mohan and Yin Chen drew their personal swords and charged towards the masked men. The two groups quickly engaged in a fierce battle.
Leng Ruo Li casually threw out two poison needles, accurately hitting over a dozen masked men. Those who were struck by the poison needles trembled for a moment, and within ten seconds, they all collapsed, foaming at the mouth and convulsing to their deaths.
Afterward, Leng Ruo Li took out a sniper rifle and began to spray bullets at the black-clad men.
“Jun Mohan, catch this gun. Let’s shoot them together,” Leng Ruo Li said, pulling another sniper rifle from her system space and throwing it to Jun Mohan.
“Alright!”
Jun Mohan skillfully caught the sniper rifle, aimed at the enemies, and shot one by one, accurately blowing off the heads of the black-clad men. In three minutes, the two of them had almost wiped out the masked men. Only four of the masked men, who had higher martial arts skills, managed to evade the barrage of bullets, including their leader.
“What kind of hidden weapons are you two using?” the leader’s gaze, like a cold blade, swept over the Cold King and his consort.
“You want to know? Heh! You can ask the King of Hell that question after you’re dead,” Leng Ruo Li retorted, using the black-clad leader’s previous words against him.
“You… you little bitch, you’d better not fall into my hands, or you’ll die a horrible death.” The leader of the black-clad men was instantly infuriated by Leng Ruo Li, gritting his teeth.
“Don’t worry, you won’t have that chance anymore.”
As Leng Ruo Li spoke, a sly glint appeared in her eyes. She immediately threw her sniper rifle to Jun Mohan, then took out two grenades from her sleeves and began playing with them.
“Hmph! You’re not old, but your mouth is certainly big!” the leader of the black-clad men scoffed.
“We’re the same, but since you’re so capable, dare you catch the egg I throw at you?” Leng Ruo Li provoked.
“Nonsense, I’m a renowned martial arts master, am I someone who wouldn’t dare catch an egg?” The leader of the black-clad men had no idea that the egg Leng Ruo Li mentioned was an explosive bomb.
“Not bad! If that’s the case, then catch the bomb I’m throwing at you.” Saying this, Leng Ruo Li pulled the pins on the two grenades in her hands and threw them at the four men.
The leader of the black-clad men and another black-clad man actually caught the two burning grenades Leng Ruo Li threw. Then, the two of them, holding the grenades, looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
A few seconds later, Leng Ruo Li and Jun Mohan quickly ran away. With a loud “boom!!!”, the four black-clad men went to the west to pay respects to the Buddha.