ed down and harassed. That scene was etched into his memory. After recovering from his illness, he insisted on practicing martial arts every morning for an hour. His physique had undergone a qualitati...Yuan Xiangli couldn't sleep at night and called her maid to sit up.

What time is it now

The maidservant replied, "Madam, it's three o'clock in the morning. What's wrong with you"

Yuan Xiangli hesitated and asked, “Do you think those people will succeed”

The maidservant had grown up alongside her as a companion and was the most trustworthy confidante.

"My lady, the Wuyou Pavilion is the best assassin organization in the capital city and even all of Daxixi. Even if they fail, they won't tell anyone about you."

Yuan Xiangli couldn't bear the word "failure." She glared fiercely at the maid.

The maidservant realized she had spoken out of turn and immediately knelt down to apologize.

"This slave spoke out of turn. They will surely succeed in capturing Fang Jinxiu and bringing her back."

Yuan Xiangli's orders were to capture Fang Jinshi alive. She didn't want Fang Jinshi dead, because if she died now, what would she use to bargain with Jiang Chuan and get her son released

Jiang Chuan kept remembering this little shrew. If she knew she died at his hands, wouldn't it be even more detrimental to Tai Wu

"I hope so, but I always feel a little uneasy in my heart. Will you help me up and sit down for a while"

"Those assassins have a three-day deadline, madam. You worrying like this is surely not good for your health."

"Saving the second young master is certainly important, but you must also take care of yourself. The old master is still waiting for you to look after him."

Speaking of Zong Pingchuan, Yuan Xiangli did want to ask about him.

"Did you have them deliver everything this afternoon What was their reaction"

The maidservant raised her hand to touch her cheek that had been slapped. The second young master was in trouble, and the mistress was in a panic, only caring about this side. She hadn't dared to utter a single word until now.

"Grandmother and the eldest master."

As soon as the maid spoke, Yuan Xiangli immediately retorted with displeasure.

"They deserve such titles too!"

She flew into a rage, and the maidservant immediately changed her tune.

Old Madam Wu and her eldest son were very dissatisfied with the things we sent, saying that if you don't send some decent food and necessities, don't blame them for not taking care of the old master.

Yuan Xiangli was furious.

"A lowly wretch from the depths of poverty dares to threaten me!"

"My lady, after all, the master is still there. We can ignore them, but we cannot ignore the master."

This is also the point that Yuan Xiangli's head hurts.

"Forget it, forget it. Tomorrow, we'll send them some grain and clothing. That's enough. I'll go myself tomorrow."

After finishing her words, Yuan Xiangli suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, her heart beating erratically. She felt like she couldn't breathe. She waved her hands and hurriedly grabbed the maid.

"Madam, Madam, what's wrong with you"

"Hurry, hurry! Get someone!"

In the dead of night, Yuan Xiangli's house suddenly became brightly lit. She invited a doctor to see her throughout the night.

The doctor said that she's been too stressed and overworking lately. If this continues, her body won't be able to handle it and she needs to rest in order to recover.

After the doctor left, Yuan Xiangli leaned against the headboard and smiled bitterly.

R&R How could she possibly rest, with her son and husband unable to spend a day in peace She couldn't find peace herself until they did.

"Madam, your condition is so serious, should I still send someone to inform the Master at the manor"

Yuan Xiang quickly stopped the person.

"Don't go!"

"Come back, Father must be very disappointed in me now. I know how my body is, no need to tell him."

The maidservant sighed and turned around.

Early the next morning, a person stood at the gate of Jinshu Mountain Villa before dawn. When the servants opened the door, they were startled.

"Who are you Which noble house do you belong to"

Most of the people who come to their Jinxiu Mountain Villa are from the city to order dishes. The servants in the villa are used to people coming frequently, but this is the first time someone has been squatting here so early.

"I await your master."

Fāng Jǐnxiù got up early today. Perhaps this time she could find Lǐ Liè's whereabouts through Wúyōu Gē.

She arrived at the gate of the villa and saw the servants standing there, looking panicked. "What's wrong"

When the servants saw the young mistress arriving, they quickly replied.

"Madam, someone's here to see you."

This person is really strange. I asked him to go inside and wait, but he didn't. He just stood there like a door god, not saying a word.

"You go on ahead. If the old mistress asks, just say I went to the tavern."

The servant nodded and went down.

She stepped forward.

"Let's go, lead the way."

The assassin rode a horse, walking in front of Fang Jinshi.

She only brought Zhao Xingzhou with her this time to avoid attracting attention. Zong Bai also wanted to come, but unfortunately, he had to go to court and couldn't leave.

"Back then, the master of Wuyou Pavilion was indeed killed by me with my own hands. There's absolutely no chance he could still be alive."

"Unless there's a way to bring the dead back to life."

Resurrection That's simply a myth. Even modern medicine can't achieve that. How could it possibly happen in this backward era

Fang Jinshi nodded. "No matter how we guess now, it's still just speculation. Let's go to Wuyu Pavilion and take a look first."

Zhao Xingzhou hummed in response, the carriage rumbled for about half an hour before finally coming to a stop.

The assassin she hired didn't let her look out the car window at all during the whole trip, he only agreed to take her if she did that.

The assassin's lair is a secret place, this much can be agreed upon. She had already sprinkled a traceable powder from under her car along the way, finding the no worries pavilion's hideout would just be a matter of minutes.

"We've arrived, Lady Fang. Please get out of the carriage."

Fang Jinxiu and Zhao Xingzhou got out of the car and instinctively took a look around. This place seemed to be in the suburbs

"This way, walk up this path and you'll reach our Wuyu Pavilion."

"Please follow me."

They exchanged a glance and followed, Wuyou Pavilion's lair was truly well-hidden. This place wasn't just in the suburbs, it seemed to be deep within a forest.

They followed the path all the way up, and at the end of it stood a five-story attic. Looking down, they realized that this place was also a mountain villa.

And that most prominent skyscraper was also within the manor. Fang Jinshi curiously asked,

"What's over there So high."

The assassin stopped and looked.

"Oh, you're talking about Wuyou Lou That's where our master hosts guests and conducts business."

If only I could meet the master of Wuyougong. It would be much faster to inquire about news from him and find out who is actually in charge of this Wuyougong.

"May I see your master"

The assassin was taken aback, “You... want to meet our Master”

He became alert.

"You brought me to Wuyougong for this"

Fang Jinxiu saw his change in expression, her heart skipped a beat. Zhao Xingzhou beside her also nervously gripped his sword hilt.

This is the lair of the Assassins' Guild, with countless powerful martial artists inside. If our plan were exposed here and angered them, we might all lose our lives.

Not to mention trying to find Li Lie's whereabouts.

Therefore, Fang Jinshi felt a little nervous. Just as she was about to open her mouth and find an excuse, he suddenly burst into laughter.

She smiled, looking completely dumbfounded.

"Haha, I knew it!"

No, he knows what

"You've also come here to see our master, haven't you"

"Coming here by reputation What do you mean" Fang Jinxiu's look of confusion wasn't feigned; this time, she was genuinely puzzled.

But she quickly recovered.

"Well, who wouldn't want to meet the master of Wuyu Pavilion He's so renowned, it's natural to want to see him in person. After all, we're already here."

The assassin gave a look that said he understood everything, thinking that Fang Jinshu was just being a delicate woman and making excuses for herself.

"Our Master is indeed a rare and handsome man, but few have ever seen his true face. Moreover, he always wears a mask, so even if you did see him, you wouldn't be able to see his face."

"I advise you ladies, don't be swayed by mere rumors. Our master is not someone ordinary people can meet, he isn't as good as they say."

Fāng Jǐnxiù wore a speechless expression, "It's not that good to see, but it's not really invisible, right"

"If I were to entrust this business directly to your master That would ensure we see him, wouldn't it"sted elder by King Jing. Otherwise, King Jing wouldn't entrust the management of his most beloved son's courtyard to her."Rest assured, madam Fang. This old servant will take care of it."Before the pr...