Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 827 - 403 Assassination_2

Chapter 827: Chapter 403 Assassination_2

Having shared a bed with that woman Luo Wanqing, things shouldn’t escalate to becoming enemies.

Among the three Heavenly Human Realm masters of the previous dynasty, one, Heaven Master Chou, is already dead. The remaining two, Xuanyuan Shugui and Taoist Kumu, don’t pose much of a threat as long as precautions are taken.

It’s Zhao Wuxiu, who disappeared, that’s the most unsettling.

No one knows where that guy is hiding now.

Besides these familiar figures, there are certainly other formidable masters hidden within the Jianghu, but their numbers shouldn’t be overwhelming.

In any case, with his current cultivation, Jiang Shouzhong could traverse the Jianghu unchallenged.

Jiang Shouzhong drew the Spirit Water Sword, giving his wrist a slight shake. Gently rippling waves spread across the blade’s surface, resembling water ripples. He couldn’t help but feel emotionally stirred:

"Back then, I was just a lowly, nameless little Dark Light with no foundation in cultivation. Who would have thought I would rise to become a top master in the Jianghu today? The impermanence of life, indeed! Handsome people like me truly can’t remain ordinary anywhere."

He touched his own face and shook his head helplessly.

During the two days he lingered at Yu Family Village, Jiang Shouzhong instructed the Rat Demon and Cow Demon to dispose of the soldiers’ corpses. As for the armor and weapons, he buried them in a deep pit outside the village.

In the meantime, he took some time to teach Hu basic martial arts moves.

The little guy learned with an intense seriousness, even kowtowing and offering tea to Jiang Shouzhong to formally acknowledge him as his master.

As for Little Jiang Yi, she spent her days playing affectionately with the dog.

At times, she clung to Jiang Shouzhong like a little shadow, bombarding him with a cascade of family-related questions. One moment asking if he had siblings, another moment curious about his mother’s whereabouts, and even questioning if he had grandparents.

Finding these questions amusing, Jiang Shouzhong casually made up responses to tease Little Jiang Yi.

After all, the former always-imposing, prideful, flamboyant Ms. Jiang had discreetly annoyed him in the past.

Now taking this opportunity, he indulged a bit in his mischievous humor, considering it a petty "revenge" for past grievances.

Still, Jiang Shouzhong had fully expected that the fifth prince would send someone to investigate the soldiers’ disappearance in the past two days. Yet, not a single movement was seen even as days passed, leaving him surprised and puzzled.

But simply idling wasn’t an option either—he still had critical tasks to accomplish and couldn’t stay here forever to protect the villagers.

After careful consideration, Jiang Shouzhong decided to head straight to the heart of the matter—he would attempt an assassination of the fifth prince.

If he could eliminate the source of the trouble, these villagers would be safe.

Before leaving, Jiang Shouzhong thoughtfully provided the Pang family and others with strategies to handle any potential interrogation from soldiers. He advised them on simple, effective ways to retreat into the mountains to safeguard themselves.

Additionally, he left the Chasing Wind Step secret manual for Hu, deeming it a chance encounter and opportunity for the kid.

As for what Hu could achieve in the future, it would depend on his own fate.

Once everything was arranged, Jiang Shouzhong mounted the Cow Demon with Little Jiang Yi, embarking on the journey to Huye.

Hu watched Jiang Shouzhong’s departing figure with tearful eyes, sobbing uncontrollably.

The Pang family’s matriarch hugged her son. Thinking of Jiang Shouzhong’s parting words about looking for her husband in Huye, she couldn’t hold back her tears either, quietly hoping for a miracle.

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Yellow sand filled the sky, softly spreading across the boundless expanse like a delicate veil.

The robust and imposing Big Gold Bull steadily carried the two riders forward, leisurely leaving uneven hoofprints in the desolate earth.

Nearing sunset, they approached the Huye region.

Jiang Shouzhong’s face was adorned with a rugged beard, exuding a bold and hearty aura, while the young Little Jiang Yi, held in his arms, resembled a tender flower—fresh and exuberant.

Their figures against the backdrop of yellow sands and the setting sun formed a picturesque silhouette, indelibly etched into the river of memory.

"Dad, can you tell another story?"

Little Jiang Yi hugged the adorable little dog tightly, tilting her delicate face upward, her large, sparkling eyes gazing at Jiang Shouzhong intently.

The corners of her mouth revealed two shallow dimples, as if filled with sweetness, as she half-pleadingly said:

"This time, tell me the story of the Mermaid Princess again; I like hearing it."

Jiang Shouzhong, slightly exasperated from being pestered by the lively and chatty young girl all along the way, sighed helplessly. He grabbed the water bag hanging on the side of the cow, pulled the cork fiercely, and took several gulps, replying irritably:

"Storytelling? Let’s focus on traveling safely; don’t always bug me for stories."

At these words, Little Jiang Yi’s lips immediately pouted like a tiny trumpet, her cheeks puffing up: "Dad is so annoying."

Jiang Shouzhong paid her no heed, pulling out a map to locate the fifth prince’s whereabouts.

A few moments later, perhaps feeling bored, Little Jiang Yi seemed to snap out of her sulky mood. Clearing her throat lightly, she began bobbing her head while singing a little melody.

It was a song Hu had taught her.

The girl’s crisp and melodious voice was akin to a lively lark, flowing seamlessly through the vast heavens and earth.

Unconsciously, Jiang Shouzhong grew momentarily dazed.

He once again daydreamed about the future—if he truly could have a daughter with Hong’er or Qingchen one day, traveling Jianghu together as a family, exploring stunning mountains and rivers, with laughter and mirth accompanying their journey—it would surely be an endlessly delightful and carefree experience.

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By dusk, they finally reached a small town.

Fortunately, neither soldiers nor guards were present—the people milling about were mostly Jianghu wanderers with laid-back demeanors, carrying a certain air of Jianghu.

Initially, Jiang Shouzhong worried that Big Gold Bull might attract too much attention. Surprisingly, the clever beast changed its color to match a common muddy brown, blending in with normal cows.

Thus, it no longer stood out.

He also prepared clothes and a hat for Little Jiang Yi in advance to avoid drawing too much attention.

Jiang Shouzhong planned to purchase a carriage to ensure a more comfortable journey for Little Jiang Yi, sparing her the bumps on the road.

However, after combing through the town multiple times, they were unable to find any place selling carriages.

Jiang Shouzhong had no choice but to prioritize finding an inn for them to rest.

The inn was filled with an eclectic mix of characters from all walks of life—chaotic and diverse. To avoid unnecessary trouble, Jiang Shouzhong ordered some food and wine to take back to the room and share with Little Jiang Yi.

But as he carried the food back to the room, he suddenly overheard someone discussing the fifth prince in hushed tones nearby.

Turning to look, he saw a monk and a Taoist sitting at a corner table, talking animatedly.

The two appeared extremely disheveled and unconventional in their attire.

Jiang Shouzhong hesitated momentarily, then delivered the food to Little Jiang Yi before returning to the main hall. Requesting a jug of wine from the innkeeper, he smiled broadly before approaching the monk and Taoist’s table.

With his skillful wordplay and adept social skills, it took him no more than a few exchanges to strike up a rapport with them.

From their conversation, Jiang Shouzhong learned a significant detail:

In two days, the fifth prince of Nanjin Country would host his wedding ceremony.

What was unexpected, however, was that the bride was none other than the adopted daughter of Nanjin Country’s top master, Tu Danalie.

Clearly, this was a political marriage.

Currently, the fifth prince was eager to amass more power to bolster his claim to the throne, leveraging alliances as solid bargaining chips.

As the foremost master in Nanjin Country, the support Tu Danalie could provide was formidable—not only his personal martial prowess but also the Jianghu forces he represented would be a major asset.

At present, numerous sects across Nanjin Country had received invitations to the wedding banquet, preparing to attend the celebrations.

In addition, a large number of wandering Jianghu figures were also planning to join in the festivities for fun.

"No wonder he hasn’t sent anyone to investigate Yu Family Village—he’s busy arranging his wedding," Jiang Shouzhong thought inwardly.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table as he formulated a plan in his mind.

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