Chapter 895
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Time passed quietly and the moon was hidden behind the dark clouds as the eastern horizon began to lighten up.
It was the time when people were sleeping peacefully and the bustling Yan Country's Imperial Capital had fallen silent, with only the flickering candlelight still flickering in the air.
In the midst of the silence, a team of men dressed in black came stealthily to the back wall of the Immortals' Loft. They nimbly leapt over the wall and snuck into the inn.
The waiter who was on night watch was sitting in the inn's backyard, his expression weary and his half closed eyes were so tired they had lost all spirit. His head was drooped, looking like he had fallen asleep. A gust of cold wind blew past and he was jolted awake. Under the slightly brightening sky, he suddenly saw a group of men dressed in black sneak in!
The waiter's eyes widened and he was just about to scream when one of the black robed men had already leapt behind him and grabbed his open mouth, twisting it hard!
With a crisp crack, the waiter's neck was broken in an instant, and his final howl was forever stuck in his throat.
The black robed men put the waiter's body down, without making a sound.
Another black robed man gestured to his companion and they immediately slipped into the inn.
In the dusky dawn, the inn was silent. People who were deep in their dreams did not notice that a nightmare had silently descended upon them.
The waiter who was sleeping in the inn's main hall had not even awoken from his dream when a knife slit his throat, the hot blood flowing down the table he had put together to form a puddle on the floor.
Drip drip drip drip drip …..
Jun Wu Xie did not sleep the entire night. She lay on the bed and took off the ring in her hand, holding it before her eyes to examine it. On the inner side of the silver ring, she saw a small engraving, and that engraving only had one word – Yan!
Suddenly, she smelled a faint scent of blood. That familiar scent was very light and she immediately sat up, her eyes cold as she stared at the tightly locked door.
The inn's kitchen was in the backyard and the early morning breakfast had never been tainted with any meat or fish. It was still early in the morning and the people in the inn could not possibly be busy at this time.
"Meh?" Lord Meh Meh who had been sleeping beside Jun Xie was startled awake by Jun Xie's movements. It shook its four little hooves and slowly got up from the bed, its tiny body that had grown some wool had regained some of its usual rotundity.
It tilted its head and looked at Jun Wu Xie who was already dressed and getting out of bed.
"Meow." The little black cat leapt up onto Jun Xie's shoulder with a whoosh, its lithe body arched up slightly and its eyes narrowed warily.
Someone was there.
A cat's hearing was several times better than a human's and the sounds that Jun Wu Xie could not hear, had already entered its ears.
Jun Wu Xie narrowed her eyes, her mind suddenly recalling the words that Wen Yu had said in the Imperial Garden last night.
[The Fengshui of the Imperial Capital is not suitable for Young Master Jun. To avoid worse things from happening, it would be better for Young Master Jun to leave as soon as possible.]
The corners of Jun Wu Xie's mouth curled up into a sneer. Wen Yu's heart was as clear as a mirror. He would not have expected that something even worse would happen so quickly, not giving her any time to leave.
Spirit power gradually gathered in her palm and Jun Wu Xie's eyes stared unwaveringly at the tightly locked door.
The dark robed men who had entered the second level of the inn lightened their steps and the leader immediately waved his hand at his companions. The men immediately went to stand before the doors to the other rooms on the second level.
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