Chapter 96: This Coachman Is Not Human

The Fenglan Temple Fair is one of the grandest gatherings in Fenglan.

Whenever this time arrives, young unmarried men and women all put on their finest clothes.

These men and women stroll about on the main streets.

When they encounter someone who catches their eye, they proceed to make their move.

They either choose a fleeting romance or choose to spend their lives together.

"Husband, the hour is late, it is time to go to the appointment."

Zhao Ran stands beside Lin Chao, tidying his collar for him.

Lin Chao pulls Zhao Ran into his embrace, feeling the warmth of her body, then slowly lets go.

"Wait for me... at home."

Lin Chao turns and leaves, boarding the carriage.

High up on a pavilion in the distance, Yin She's eyes carry a smile.

"I had thought he was an Ordinary person.

I never imagined he would actually be the son of the Wu'an Lord."

Jin Qiang's expression is cold: "In our eyes, what difference is there between the son of the Wu'an Lord and an Ordinary person?"

Yin She thinks for a moment and lets out a laugh like silver bells.

"Indeed, no matter how strong the Wu'an Lord was, didn't he still die at the hands of the Three-Color Pavilion?"

"Let us continue the killing that the Three-Color Pavilion did not finish back then," Jin Qiang says slowly from the side.

Currently, the Wind and Rain Tower Master, the Qingkong Mountain Master, and Cao Wuji have already made an agreement.

The Wind and Rain Tower Master will personally take action to Slay Mu Yu and take away the Immortal Corpse Bone.

The Qingkong Mountain Master and Cao Wuji will head to the Fenglan Royal Palace to take action against the Fenglan Royal Family.

Once the Wind and Rain Tower Master has slain Mu Yu, he will head to the Fenglan Royal Palace to help wipe out the Fenglan Royal Family together.

As for Qi Lin, he has been left for Yin She and Jin Qiang to handle.

"It is a pity we will not be able to see Mu Yu one last time," Yin She sighs.

"Given Mu Yu's talent, taking her down now will certainly cost us dearly.

I would rather not get involved; it is better to safely and steadily kill this son of the Wu'an Lord."

"What you say makes sense."

Night falls, yet the entire Fenglan Royal City is decorated with lanterns and streamers, the night as bright as day.

On the main streets, young men and women can be seen everywhere, dressed in their finery, their faces filled with joy.

Lin Chao sits in the carriage, closing his eyes to rest.

The carriage travels along the road, its speed not fast, very steady.

Suddenly, Lin Chao opens his eyes.

Up ahead, a woman lies limp on the ground, moaning.

"Kind sir, I have twisted my leg; could I borrow your carriage for a moment?"

Lin Chao does not speak; the coachman walks forward to check the situation.

As the coachman approaches, a glimmer of a smile flashes in the woman's eyes.

With a flash of silver light, she strikes directly at his throat with a sword, piercing the coachman's throat.

The coachman of the Wu'an Lord's son is, of course, also an expert.

To Slay Qi Lin more quickly, Yin She had planned this scene.

Beside them, Jin Qiang's figure flashes into view, a satisfied smile on his face: "Kill him, don't let him run."

The coachman has been dealt with, and the son of the Wu'an Lord is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

But the next second, a scene that shocks them both appears.

That coachman whose throat was pierced by a sword spurts blood for a short while, then stops.

Not only that, he moves, making a wheezing sound: "Young Master, these two should be the assassins Jin Qiang and Yin She from the Wind and Rain Tower."

"How are you not dead?" A look of confusion appears on Yin She's face.

Her gaze is fixed on the coachman's throat, where the wound remains, bloody and raw.

Yet, the coachman is still alive.

Jin Qiang is also full of astonishment; it is his first time encountering such a thing.

The coachman looks at them without a word, like a cold, grim ghost.

At this moment, Lin Chao steps down from the carriage, looking completely relaxed: "Why would he die?"

"No one can survive such a wound, not even a Grandmaster could be spared!"

"What if he is not human?" A smile appears on Lin Chao's face.

This smile, in the eyes of Yin She and Jin Qiang, appears terrifying beyond measure.

A sense of foreboding rises in their hearts.

That coachman whose throat was pierced instantly raises his sword at this moment.

His swordsmanship is sharp and fierce, consisting only of attacks with no defense whatsoever.

In an instant, a sword is thrust into Yin She's chest.

The coachman shows no mercy.

Jin Qiang's expression changes drastically: "People of Jinyi!"

This technique is very similar to the Jinyi who have recently risen to fame in the pugilistic world.

However, even someone as strong as Jinyi could not possibly continue to live after having their throat pierced.

However, that coachman was still alive.

Thinking of this, Jinyu Langjun immediately wanted to flee.

Silver Snake also sensed that something was wrong.

As an assassin, what one must do is kill with a single strike.

If one fails to kill with a single strike, then it means the assassination has failed.

The two of them fled instantly.

Killing can be done later; right now, they need to escape and pass this news to the Tower Master.

After all, the influence of the Brocade Guards cannot be underestimated.

"Since you've come, stay."

Lin Chao spoke softly.

He swept his foot lightly, and suddenly several pebbles on the ground flew up.

The pebbles were swift and fierce, instantly sinking into the bodies of Silver Snake and Jinyu Langjun.

The two had no ability to resist, falling from the air instantly, dead as can be.

"Wind and Rain Tower." Lin Chao looked at the corpses on the ground and let out a sigh, "Behind Su Yunqiong, what exactly is there?"

A few years ago, he wiped out the Three-Color Pavilion.

The Three-Color Pavilion had many experts.

Logically speaking, wiping out the Three-Color Pavilion should have been a serious loss for Su Yunqiong.

However, not long after, the Wind and Rain Tower was established, and many new-faced assassins appeared.

This caused the entire pugilistic world to tremble and left many powerhouses puzzled.

Even if Su Yunqiong controls the entire Great Yan Dynasty, how could he cultivate batch after batch of top-tier assassins so quickly?

This is a mystery.

"Princess, this Jubei King Heir is too much; the agreed time has already passed, and he still hasn't arrived."

The maid looked at Qingquan Princess, a trace of dissatisfaction on her face.

This time, taking advantage of the Fenglan Temple Fair, Qingquan Princess and the Jubei King Heir had arranged to meet here.

The Fenglan Royal Family, which is to say Qingquan Princess, had used enough sincerity to arrive half an hour early.

Now, the agreed time had already passed, yet the figure of the Jubei King Heir had still not arrived.

As a maid, she naturally felt indignant for the Princess.

After all, with the Princess marrying over this time, she was already meant to be in a lower position.

Now, he even seems to be late for the appointment, slighting the Princess so.

"Lv Zhu, no rush, we shall just wait." Wu Xiangyi was dressed in fine clothes, a sense of nobility and aloofness added to her person.

This was completely different from the image of the resilient young girl Lin Chao had met back then.

Just at this moment, a man walked over slowly; his expression was cold, his demeanor mechanical.

Beside her, Miss Ping felt a sense of fear in her heart upon seeing this person, not knowing why.

This feeling was just like when she had traveled with that escort agency back then.

"Greetings, Princess. My young master has been delayed by matters, so I fear he cannot come to see the Princess today. I ask for the Princess's understanding."

Beside her, the maid named Lv Zhu looked as if her eyes were about to spit fire.

They haven't even married over yet, and he slights the Princess like this.

If the Princess marries over, won't she suffer all sorts of bullying?

Beside her, Qingquan Princess looked at this man, without sorrow or joy, her voice calm: "It is fine."

Watching that mysterious man leave, Lv Zhu could not help herself: "Princess, this Jubei King Heir is too much; not coming is one thing, but he didn't even give a reason."

Qingquan Princess Wu Xiangyi revealed a calm smile on her face: "Didn't he say, he was delayed by matters."

After Wu Xiangyi finished speaking, she looked at Miss Ping: "Sister, are you feeling unwell?"

At this moment, Miss Ping's face was pale, and sweat was rolling down.

"I don't know why, but seeing that person just now, I felt fear," Miss Ping said slowly, gradually regaining her calm, "The last time I had this feeling was when I was following an escort agency back to Fenglan; I always felt there was something unclean in that escort agency."

Mentioning the words 'escort agency', a glimmer of light flashed slightly in Wu Xiangyi's eyes: "Sister's experience is truly enviable."

She naturally knew that it was Mr. Qi Mu who had escorted Sister Ping back to Fenglan back then.

Such an experience, she also wished to have, but could not.

In the courtyard.

Zhao Ran sat upright, and she slowly sharpened her sword.

The sword she was sharpening was named the Gold Cloud Sword.

This sword was the personal sword of Jinyu Langjun, and also the personal sword of her father.

The Gold Cloud Sword was forged from extraterrestrial meteorite iron and is a famous sword in the pugilistic world.

It can slice through iron like mud and is sharp enough to sever a hair.

The sword had not been used for a long time, yet at this moment, she began to slowly sharpen it.

(End of this chapter)