Chapter 56 - 56 38 Jungle Ambush_2

56: Chapter 38 Jungle Ambush_2 56: Chapter 38 Jungle Ambush_2 Ran Yan also felt the same way. The Tang Dynasty had implemented a system of government soldiers, with each unit composed of as many as fifty men. If this person could enter so effortlessly, then whom was he avoiding? These thoughts flashed through her mind, but her voice remained even as she said, “Continue walking.” Although her voice was cold too, it was different from the cold and murderous aura of the man in black; instead, it had a stabilizing power that could calm hearts. The government soldiers outside heard Ran Yan’s command and hesitated briefly before continuing to march forward, led by the Team Leader. The black-clothed stranger, however, didn’t relax even slightly. The long sword in his hand still rested appropriately against Ran Yan’s neck. The blade, capable of cutting hair in two with a blow, hadn’t made even a small cut in her skin, indicating that this person’s self-control had reached a nearly pathological level. “You’re injured,” Ran Yan, sensitive to the faint smell of blood, glanced at a wet spot on his chest, “You’ve injured your heart vessels.” “Quiet,” the man in black’s voice sounded somewhat weak, his temper not particularly volatile. “You, don’t mess around!” Sang Chen barely came back to his senses and trembled as he tried to persuade, “Confucius said…” “Shut up!” “Shut up!” Ran Yan and the black-clothed stranger said in unison, their voices low and harsh. Ran Yan rolled her eyes inwardly. The black-clothed man had already asked for silence, yet this fool was barging into the proverbial blade. If he angered the man, and he killed this damned rabbit, it wouldn’t matter much. But if he killed her too, wouldn’t that be a wrongful death? The black-clothed man seemed to feel that Ran Yan was relatively sensible, or perhaps he was wary of her playing tricks. He leaned closer to her ear and said, “Don’t try anything cunning. Even though I’m seriously injured now, it wouldn’t be difficult to kill a mere unit of men. If you cooperate, once we’re past this woods, I’ll leave and won’t harm a hair on your heads.” Close enough to feel the warmth of his breath and his slightly labored breathing, the situation became somewhat ambiguous for a moment. Seeing this, Sang Chen’s eyes reddened, “A gentleman should not take advantage of the weak or seize upon someone’s peril. You must not impose upon the wife!” Whoosh! A flash of cold light, and with a reflex, Ran Yan let out a gasp, but before the sound could escape, the man in black covered her mouth. Sang Chen froze, looking at the dagger planted in his own shoulder, and the blood that flowed out swiftly and spread a large red patch on his gray robe. His face turned progressively paler, his body trembled more violently, and finally, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted. Ran Yan breathed a sigh of relief; the dagger had not hit any vital spots. He probably just fainted at the sight of blood. The warmth of Ran Yan’s breath sprayed onto the palm of the man in black, like electricity coursing through his body, causing a numbing sensation. Only then did he notice the tender feel beneath his hand, and a tingling sensation surged directly to his heart. The man in black quickly withdrew his hand, and at the same moment, Ran Yan also averted her gaze to look at him. Their eyes met, and Ran Yan suddenly noticed a hint of dark blue in his deep black pupils, cold and profound like a hell that never saw sunlight, a high nose bridge, and long eyebrows that reached into his temples. In her memory, there was only one person with such eyes and brows. Pharmacist Su, Su Fu. Ran Yan silently recited in her mind. “Gentlemen! Have you seen a man in black pass by here?” someone suddenly asked from outside the carriage. Su Fu tensed up all over, and the long sword he held against Ran Yan tightened slightly. Ran Yan glanced at him and spoke out, “Team Leader, what’s happened?” A faint and cold voice drifted from the carriage, blending into the warm, moist summer night breeze, bringing a refreshing coolness. The brawny man who was inquiring paused slightly, his gaze involuntarily drawn towards the carriage. The Team Leader knew that Ran Shiqi must have been threatened to speak up as a warning, he immediately cupped his hands in respectful greeting and said, “The night grows deeper, and we are in haste to travel, having seen no one pass by.” “May I know who sits inside the carriage?” the persistent brawny man asked, feeling certain that the person had to be nearby, and if not found elsewhere, was very likely inside the carriage. “I apologize, but this is official business for the Government Office, and I cannot disclose that to you, sir,” the Team Leader said, showing his token. “Bai Yi, withdraw,” a man from inside the gorgeous carriage parked at the edge of the woods called out. His voice was low and lazy, with an air of authority that seemed to sweep down from the heavens, making an otherwise ordinary sentence seem undeniably… sexy. Even from a distance of about 70 to 80 feet, the voice was still clear enough to reach Ran Yan’s ears, as if a feather was gently stirring in the bottom of her heart, irresistibly drawing her to want to see his face. The brawny man named Bai Yi, having received the order, retreated with a look of reluctance back to the vicinity of the carriage and mounted his horse. Hearing the rumbling sound of the carriage growing more distant, Su Fu spoke in a low, cold voice, “Let’s go.” Ran Yan relayed the message to the Team Leader, but inside, she was on high alert, thinking of ways to restrain Su Fu. seaʀᴄh thё nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Because he had once offered her his umbrella, Ran Yan did not have an unfavorable impression of him. Yet, she could sense his coldness, his decisive and ruthless moves. Who could guarantee that he wouldn’t kill to silence someone? “Are you a doctor?” Su Fu sheathed his sword and leaned against the carriage wall, exhausted. He wore black clothes, obscuring the true color of blood, but the wet spots sticking to his body revealed his well-proportioned, robust physique. “Yes,” Ran Yan said as she looked at the blood seeping onto the floorboards from his body, adding, “You’ve been wounded in a vital spot. Without treatment, you may bleed to death.” Su Fu pulled out a cyan-colored porcelain bottle from nowhere, struggled to undress, and shed his garments halfway. He uncorked the bottle and casually sprinkled the powder within onto his wound. Though only half of his upper body was exposed, one could still discern the perfection of his physique, the pallid skin that glowed faintly under the soft light, and the bewitching beauty of the chrism soaked in blood adorning his chest. “Do you need any help?” Ran Yan asked indifferently. Su Fu paused briefly before continuing to empty the bottle. With swift and deft movements, he bandaged the wound with his undershirt and then redressed in his outer clothing, all without a single word. Seeing him close his eyes to rest, Ran Yan subtly edged closer to Sang Chen. She had just shifted a bit when she was immediately caught by a piercing cold gaze. Ran Yan was shocked at his sharpness. Su Fu seemed slightly surprised as well. Usually, women would tremble in fright under his glare, but the beautiful wife in front of him instead moved more openly to her companion’s side. She swiftly pulled out the dagger from the man’s body, quickly applied medicine, and wrapped the wound. The carriage gradually left the western part of the city and entered South City. The woods thinned, and the view became unobstructed. Only when there were no obstacles in sight for five miles did Su Fu make sure there were no ambushes or tails following them. He then clenched his sword tightly, his deep and dark eyes sweeping over Ran Yan’s face, with a hint of killing intent seeping out. Ran Yan tightened her grip nervously and with a slight shiver, shook a vial of poison into the palm of her hand from the fold of her wide sleeve. Sensing her movement, Su Fu glanced over and swiftly leaped out of the carriage. ** Thanks to carmel for the lollipops and red envelope, thanks to Chao Yun for the red envelope and the long review, thanks to the noisy crowd for their red envelopes. Big hugs to everyone, and thank you to friends who have consistently voted for the sleeve! The critical moment has finally arrived, so please, everyone, pay attention! Seek collections, seek sponsorship! Qidian Chinese website www.qidian.com welcomes all book lovers to visit, read the latest, fastest, and hottest serialized works exclusively on Qidian Original!