Chapter 137: The Assassin

Su Yun Jiao had already been following Zhou Xian, and Zhou Tingting also came to a scenic spot.

When they arrived at the scenic spot, Su Yun Jiao couldn't help taking a few photos and sending them to Lu Jingqing.

The mountains and waters here are indeed beautiful, and with the snow they look especially beautiful.

Sure enough, taking photos here in winter really turns out well.

Zhou Tingting was also very pleased with this place; she handed the camera to Zhou Xian and said, "Brother, could you take some pictures of me and Su Yun Jiao?"

"Okay."

Zhou Xian didn't refuse; instead, he had Su Yun Jiao and Zhou Tingting stand together.

Su Yun Jiao rarely stands in front of the camera, while Zhou Tingting loves taking photos; to teach Su Yun Jiao how to pose, Zhou Tingting personally demonstrated for her.

Su Yun Jiao's body looked a bit stiff, but she still followed Zhou Tingting's movements.

After a while, Zhou Xian finally finished taking the photos.

"All done."

Zhou Xian handed the camera to Su Yun Jiao and Zhou Tingting.

Su Yun Jiao glanced at herself on the screen; in the photo, Zhou Xian had made her look very pretty. She had never noticed her own charm before, and now she realized how fun photography could be.

"Brother plays favorites—how did you make Su Yun Jiao look so pretty? My eyes were closed, and you didn't even remind me!"

Zhou Tingting unhappily smacked her brother.

Zhou Xian lowered his head to glance at the camera; he realized he had indeed not noticed Zhou Tingting closing her eyes.

Zhou Tingting looked at her brother with contempt.

Zhou Xian could only smile helplessly and said, "You stand in front; I'll take a separate shot of you."

"Okay."

Zhou Tingting was about to run over, but Zhou Xian said, "Let Jiao Jiao take pictures first—don't you think this place is beautiful?"

Earlier in the car, Su Yun Jiao had said this place was beautiful.

Although Su Yun Jiao felt a bit embarrassed, she still walked up to Zhou Xian's camera.

Zhou Xian looked at Su Yun Jiao in the viewfinder and quickly took several photos.

In the photos, Su Yun Jiao looked sweet and lovely, with an extra touch of playfulness.

Her pose was much better than before.

"Brother, did you forget your sister?"

Zhou Tingting reminded him from the side.

Zhou Xian then helplessly said, "Fine, I'll take care of you."

After saying that, Zhou Xian pushed Zhou Tingting toward the nearby waterfall.

Because it was winter, the water beneath the waterfall had frozen, but due to the waterfall's flow, many small icicles formed.

Zhou Xian looked at the camera and told Zhou Tingting, "Now watch me, strike a pose—just like this."

Zhou Xian's photography skills are excellent, and they don't come across as stiff.

Su Yun Jiao stood not far from Zhou Xian and Zhou Tingting.

Zhou Tingting couldn't resist beautiful scenery, so she urged Zhou Xian to accompany her to another spot for photos.

Su Yun Jiao is somewhat afraid of heights, so she didn't go.

She just waited by the waterfall.

Today there were hardly any people in the scenic area; Su Yun Jiao found a stone bench and sat down.

Zhou Tingting and Zhou Xian had unknowingly walked far away; when Zhou Xian realized Su Yun Jiao might be sitting alone on the stone bench by the waterfall waiting for them,

Zhou Xian suddenly felt uneasy and told Zhou Tingting, "Tingting, let's head back first; we can shoot again later."

"Why? The scenery ahead is even prettier; I still want to go forward, and later we'd have to walk all that way back."

"In a bit I'll come back to take pictures of you; let our driver keep Su Yun Jiao company first."

The last time they went together to a hot spring resort, Su Yun Jiao almost had an accident.

This time Zhou Xian didn't want history to repeat itself.

So Zhou Xian put down his camera and walked toward Su Yun Jiao.

By the time they reached the pool's edge, neither Zhou Xian nor Zhou Tingting saw Su Yun Jiao's figure.

"Strange—just a moment ago she was clearly here; where did she go?"

Zhou Tingting remembered that when they had just walked by, she had repeatedly told Su Yun Jiao to wait here for them.

"Could it be that Su Yun Jiao didn't listen to us?"

"Did she wander off everywhere?"

Just as Zhou Xian and Zhou Tingting were getting anxious, Su Yun Jiao's voice suddenly came from nearby: "How did you two come back so fast? Weren't we supposed to keep shooting for a while?"

Seeing Su Yun Jiao suddenly appear, Zhou Tingting finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You scared me to death, you know?!"

Zhou Tingting glared angrily at Su Yun Jiao and said, "Do you even realize that wandering around here could get you lost? I and your brother thought you'd been kidnapped."

"How could that be? I just felt it was too cold sitting here, so I looked around a bit—I didn't run off."

Before Zhou Tingting could even finish relaxing, a black shadow darted out from nearby and pressed a dagger against Su Yun Jiao's throat.

"Su Yun Jiao!"

Zhou Tingting jumped in fright, and Zhou Xian's face turned pale.

The attacker said, "Don't move! If you move again, I'll kill her!"

Su Yun Jiao lowered her eyes to the dagger at her throat, furrowed her brows, and couldn't understand why the attacker had suddenly turned on her.

She couldn't even worry about who else was around.

Zhou Tingting's face darkened as she said, "Do you even know who she is? Even when robbing someone you should at least check things out! We're all students!"

"Don't lie to me!"

He lowered his head, glanced at the photo in his pocket, confirmed that the woman in the photo matched the woman before him, then said, "The woman I'm looking for is this one; this woman must die! You'll die today too!"

Su Yun Jiao could tell the person had an accent, but she wasn't sure where they were from.

Su Yun Jiao wanted to hear more clearly, but the other person had already raised the knife.

Seeing this, Zhou Xian immediately rushed forward and grappled with the opponent.

But the stranger's strength was great; several times Zhou Xian failed to wrest the knife from his hand.

However, Zhou Xian was no pushover; he was top-notch in martial arts, and in a moment he had subdued the opponent.

The knife in the stranger's hand fell directly to the ground.

Su Yun Jiao stepped forward and pulled off the opponent's mask.

The result revealed a plain, unadorned peasant face; Su Yun Jiao felt it was familiar, but she couldn't quite recall who it was.

Su Yun Jiao asked, "Do you know killing is illegal? Why exactly do you want to kill me? Is someone putting you up to this?"

"Pah! Nobody's putting me up to this; I just want to kill you!"

The opponent's accent swung between Mandarin and a rural dialect, and Su Yun Jiao still found it very familiar.

It seemed that after a moment more she would be able to figure out the opponent's identity.