Chapter 225: I Wonder If General Lin Can Provide Some Clarity

"My Lord, have a cup of tea and take a rest!"

As he served a cup of tea, Liang Ruyue appeared even more respectful. Upon learning that their Lord had spent half the day reviewing all recent official business the moment he returned, Liang Ruyue could not help but feel uneasy.

One must know that he had been quite restless lately, and there were no shortage of people snitching on him to Shen Yu. He considered his conscience clear, but he could not withstand others speaking ill of him behind his back.

Although he had confidence in his Lord, he still could not help but feel a bit nervous, which was why he had come to sound things out.

Especially with the news coming from the Jianghu recently, which made Liang Ruyue realize that their Lord had once again done something that shocked the world, making him even more anxious.

The gap between him and his Lord was growing ever wider, which gave Liang Ruyue a sense of urgency; there were many people willing to follow by his Lord's side, and they were not short of one like him.

It was precisely because of this that he had to come over and show his face from time to time.

He also knew that their Lord was exceptionally formidable, the unfathomable kind, but he had not expected him to be this formidable.

The World's Number One Assassin organization, Muyanhua, an existence that had once made countless people tremble in fear, had been wiped out by a single sword strike before his Lord.

Previously, there had already been rumors that their Lord was the world's number one expert, and after this incident, that title was practically set in stone.

Even the top few sects in the Jianghu had no objections to such a title. It was as if everyone had already seen the scene of one person suppressing an entire era.

What was even rarer was that his Lord had no airs, nor was he as cold and ruthless as the rumors outside suggested; those who died at his Lord's hands were all people who deserved to die.

As long as you kept yourself clean, you had absolutely nothing to worry about. Take himself, for instance; he had always been full of upright energy and had always had a clear conscience.

Even when facing sugar-coated bullets, he would often eat the sugar coating and throw the bullet back. He took all the advantages he could, but he still refrained from doing things that shouldn't be done.

Uh, of course, that hundred-year-old grandma last time was a small accident.

Picking up the tea and taking a sip, Shen Yu glanced at the teacup in his hand with surprise and said nonchalantly, "This tea is not bad!"

Hearing Shen Yu's praise, Liang Ruyue immediately said excitedly, "This tea was purchased by this subordinate at a great price; it is the rare Donghu Spring Tea."

"It is rumored that this tea is extremely difficult to pick and process. It must be picked by a beautiful virgin and then stir-fried using a secret method; it is a top-tier tea."

"Hmm, indeed, this is good tea, but there is poison in this tea!"

"Poison?" Liang Ruyue, who had been boasting about how difficult it was to obtain this tea, was so frightened that he immediately knelt down upon hearing this.

"This, my Lord, this subordinate absolutely did not know that the tea was poisoned. My Lord, please examine the facts; this subordinate would never harm you!"

"I didn't say it was you!" Pushing the teacup over, Shen Yu then instructed, "Dispose of this cup of tea. The toxicity of this poison is too fierce; one will surely die upon contact. Handle it with care!"

"Yes, yes, my Lord!" Carefully carrying the tea away, Liang Ruyue's body became filled with a chilling murderous aura the moment he stepped out of Shen Yu's door.

To harm someone to the point of targeting him? Did these bastards not want to live anymore? Did they really think he couldn't lift a blade or kill people?

"Come here, someone come here!"

"My Lord!" Following Liang Ruyue's loud shout, a team of Black-Clad Guards immediately rushed over and stood respectfully to the side.

"Seal off Muxiang Tea House for me, and quickly seal the city gates; do not allow anyone to leave."

"The tea I bought for my Lord was actually poisoned by someone. I want to see who has such audacity. Search carefully for me; even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you must find them for me!"

"Yes, my Lord!"

Following the departure of this team of Black-Clad Guards, the entire Anzhou City seemed to have been mobilized. Large groups of Black-Clad Guards flooded the streets, causing the common people to look on with side-eyes.

Beside a tea stall, Mu Qingkuang watched this scene quietly. He understood that this attempt at probing had already failed.

But this was also normal; if someone like Shen Yu could be poisoned to death so easily, then he would not be worthy of being feared by so many people.

Moreover, this time, he had come specifically to stir the grass and startle the snake. Someone like Shen Yu had almost no blind spots; he had no way to make a move.

He needed an opportunity. Since the opponent had no flaws, then he would find a way to create some flaws and muddy these waters.

Only when Shen Yu was more vigilant and more careful was it actually the easiest time for him to reveal a flaw.

Of course, even so, he had no confidence at all. Facing such an expert, he reckoned his success rate might not even be one in ten.

This time, he was afraid he would not be able to leave. He had no regrets in this life; if there was a regret, it was his son and grandson, whom he had only seen once in his life—just one look.

If it were possible, he would like to see them one more time, even if it were just one look!

Silently downing a mouthful of wine, he knew that he would probably have to take this regret with him. Shen Yu was not easy to kill. Besides, even if he could kill him, he would certainly die himself.

Being the World's Number One Assassin seemed glorious, but to him, it was more of a burden.

As long as he lived, those people would always be uneasy; they would not leave a threat like him behind.

Therefore, regardless of whether Shen Yu was killed or not, he had to die. Only if he died in Anzhou City would those people be at ease, and only then would his family have a chance to be preserved.

Yet, regarding such a mission, although Mu Qingkuang resisted it, deep in his heart, there was actually a little bit of anticipation.

As an assassin, what could be more stimulating and exciting than assassinating the world's number one?

Since it was death either way, why not die more brilliantly? It would be better than dying of old age in a deserted corner, dying like a weed, unknown and without a single ripple.

He was born extraordinary, and he would die extraordinary. Killing Shen Yu, or being killed by Shen Yu—what could be more brilliant than such a death?

And at this moment, Shen Yu walked out from the room. Before him appeared a figure, the figure of a young man with decent strength.

First a cup of poisoned tea, and now he was going to assassinate him head-on? But to come with just this one person, was that not looking down on him too much?

It was not him bragging, but for the young man before him, he did not even need to make a move; a single thought would be enough to kill him.

"Hua Wuyi, greets Lord Shen!" Upon seeing Shen Yu walk out, the young man immediately bowed respectfully, without the slightest intention of drawing swords.

"Hua Wuyi? The eldest young master of the Hua Family?" The Xichuan Hua Family, one of the eight great aristocratic families of the world, and also the largest aristocratic family in Xichuan, had suppressed the Feng Family from beginning to end.

The greatest wish of those in the Feng Family was to replace the Hua Family, become the number one aristocratic family in Xichuan, and rank among the eight great aristocratic families.

They had been dreaming this dream, but it seemed they would never be able to realize it. For this, they even conducted various insane experiments, attempting to find another way.

Unfortunately, all their efforts were fragile in front of the Hua Family. This family was too strong, so strong that it made the Feng Family feel somewhat desperate.

However, the name of the Hua Family did not work well with him.

"Does my Lord know that Muyanhua has not been wiped out? The one my Lord killed was merely a body double of Mu Qingkuang."

"Mu Qingkuang used a body double and the lives of almost all of Muyanhua's top experts to help himself deceive the world. Using the method of the Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell, he withdrew from the sight of the martial arts world."

"Moreover, Mu Qingkuang, this world's number one expert, has already arrived by my Lord's side. They still want to assassinate you, my Lord!"

"Oh?" Shen Yu raised an eyebrow; this news was not enough to shock him. Since Mu Qingkuang was not dead and dared to deliver himself to his doorstep, then he would just kill him again!

What made Shen Yu even more curious was that he had no dealings with the Hua Family; why would the eldest young master of the Hua Family travel thousands of miles from home to warn him? It couldn't be that his own charismatic personality had won the other party over, could it?

Most crucially, he sensed a trace of unease from the other party. With the other party so apprehensive, could it be that they were feeling guilty like a thief?

"Why would your Hua Family be so kind as to tell me these things?"

"Because the poison in your tea, my lord, is a poison of my Hua Family; it is the head of the Hua Family's Three Great Strange Poisons, the Hansha Fragrance!"

"That is why I must come to explain to you, my lord, that the matter of the poisoning has nothing to do with my Hua Family!"