Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 94 - 85 This Assassin is a Bit Cold_2

Chapter 94: Chapter 85 This Assassin is a Bit Cold_2

Looking at the woman whose arm holding the knife was already shaking intensely, yet still stubbornly clenching her teeth to hold on, Jiang Shouzhong shook his head,

"First, you need me to take care of you. Second, if you don’t give me the antidote when you wake up, you’re going to be in big trouble. Someone as clever as I am would definitely leave behind clues, and once I die, your Silver Moon Tower would stir up a whole lot of trouble."

Of course, you might say that the death of a mere shadow like me is no big deal, and the Silver Moon Tower doesn’t fear troubles."

But I can tell you very seriously that my identity is not just a shadow, you can take a gamble."

The woman’s face fluctuated between light and dark.

Realizing that she truly could not hold on any longer, she closed her eyes and let out a breath lightly, then opened her eyes and looked at the man indifferently,

"I do not have any poison. Soon my older sister will find me by the mark I left, and you just need to pass on a message to her, ’That girl is indeed at Xichu Pavilion.’ After the matter is completed, you will be handsomely rewarded."

"Alright."

Jiang Shouzhong nodded in agreement.

No sooner had he spoken than the woman slumped down limply.

Jiang Shouzhong reached out to hold the woman’s slender and supple waist, while his other hand caught the knife sliding from her hand to prevent it from hitting the floor and making a noise.

The woman’s head rested on his shoulder, and a subtle and elegant fragrance akin to sandalwood and musk wafted into the man’s nostrils.

Jiang Shouzhong carefully placed the blood-stained knife on the table, then helped the woman to lie gently on the bed, before turning to search the wooden cabinet for fine cloth and medicine to dress the wound.

Coincidentally, Ran Qingchen had left behind a bottle of healing pills during her last visit.

As Jiang Shouzhong turned to look for the medicine, the woman who had been unconscious opened her eyes.

Those cold eyes, filled with murderous intent, focused on the man, hesitating for several seconds, the woman eventually withdrew the hidden weapon between her fingers and closed her eyes... this time, she truly lost consciousness.

And Jiang Shouzhong let out a light sigh of relief.

He raised his gun, aimed it at the unconscious woman on the bed, and smilingly asked, "Guess whether there are bullets in my gun or not?"

Click!

The man pulled the trigger.

The cabin was silent.

"Hehe, there aren’t any."

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When the woman opened her eyes, the sky outside the window was still dark.

On the wooden table burned an oil lamp, a cheap imitation of Shu celadon ware.

This type of inexpensive imitation was quite fuel efficient. Pouring water into the lamp’s chimney helped cool it down, thereby reducing oil evaporation, making it very popular among scholars.

Jiang Shouzhong was lying on the desk, perusing the lightness skill secret manual scavenged from a flower-picking bandit.

Noticing that the woman had woken up, Jiang Shouzhong calmly said:

"There’s still an hour before dawn. After you passed out last night, I heard some noises outside twice, then it went quiet, and those hunting you must have left for good."

The woman looked down at her own body and frowned slightly.

Jiang Shouzhong hadn’t undressed her to dress her wounds; he just roughly wrapped the fine cloth around her clothes in a hasty fashion, and the bright red blood had already seeped through the fabric.

"Men and women should not touch each other’s hands when giving or receiving things."

Jiang Shouzhong shook the book in his hand, leaving behind that explanation.

The woman bore the pain and sat up, her pale and indifferent cheeks turned toward the dark window, staring blankly.

The sword that she always carried was placed beside her hand, its blade already wiped clean of blood.

"Oh right."

Jiang Shouzhong turned his head and said, "Your older sister didn’t come."

The woman’s beautiful lips curled up slightly, "I know."

Jiang Shouzhong gave a wry smile, "So your older sister wasn’t going to come at all. You deliberately lied to me because you were afraid I would do something to you, or even kill you."

The woman did not confirm or deny it.

"I had guessed that much already." Jiang Shouzhong blinked.

"No matter."

Assured that he hadn’t done anything to her, the woman’s complexion was not as cold as before. She casually picked up a white porcelain bottle by the pillow, opened the cap, sniffed with surprise and said, "You even have the Dragon Lion Elixir from Danxia Peak?"

Jiang Shouzhong smiled, "I told you, I’m not just an ordinary shadow."

"Are you saying that to save your life?"

The woman’s pale, almost translucent fingers gently caressed the gold thread wrapped around the handle of the sword, "But I still kill to silence others."

Jiang Shouzhong said seriously, "Funny enough, I secretly fed you poison."

The woman sneered, "Hmm, you think I believe that?"

"I don’t believe you would kill me either." Jiang Shouzhong spoke earnestly.

The woman remained silent, her fingers tapping lightly on the handle of the sword, as if lost in thought, contemplating something unknown.

Jiang Shouzhong lowered his head to continue reading the book.

Time passed slowly, and dawn approached.

A light aqua shade of dawn crept silently into the window like spring water, and the filtered morning light cast the silhouettes of two people sitting in silence.

Jiang Shouzhong put away the book, turned his head and with a frown looked at the woman sitting quietly on the bed, "Aren’t you leaving yet?"

The woman’s complexion had improved a lot since before.

She remained silent in the face of the man’s questions.

After opening the window to let out the bloody scent in the room, Jiang Shouzhong stretched and then curiously asked the woman again, "What level of expert are you? Second rank? First rank?"

The woman ignored him.

Jiang Shouzhong spoke to himself, "I heard that the owner of Silver Moon Tower is a woman, probably that madam, and as her guard, your cultivation must be extraordinary, surely first rank. Those who chased after you must also be of the first rank, only that they were greater in number..."

"I advise you not to guess what you shouldn’t guess, not to think what you shouldn’t think. Smart people die quickly because they are too nosy!"

There was a hint of warning in the woman’s indifferent tone.

Jiang Shouzhong shrugged, "Curiosity killed the cat, eh? I understand. I actually just want to ask, do you think I have a chance to become an expert?"

The woman narrowed her beautiful almond eyes and sized him up for a long while before letting out a laugh of ridicule.

The answer went without saying.

"You have mediocre talent and you’ve missed the optimal period for martial arts training, even if you toil away at it now for ten or eight years, at best you’ll be a fourth or fifth rank common martial artist, a complete waste of time."

Perhaps feeling that her words were a bit hurtful, the woman said indifferently, "To achieve something in life, you don’t necessarily have to practice martial arts. Even if you’re not talented enough to pass the exams and honor your family, with your looks, you could find a good position in a brothel."

Big sister, if you can’t comfort someone, then it’s better not to try at all.

Jiang Shouzhong muttered in his heart.

Suddenly, the woman spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.

Her complexion, just beginning to improve, paled once more, and the bandage outside started to show traces of blood again.

"Damn it!"

The woman slapped her sword in frustration.

Jiang Shouzhong could guess that she had probably been silently healing, but seemed to have encountered some sort of resistance.

"Do you know the distribution of acupoints in the human body?"

The woman looked up and said.

Jiang Shouzhong nodded.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then tore off the blood-stained bandage from Jiang Shouzhong and undid the undergarments inside her dress.

Soon, the woman’s upper body was left with only a bellyband covering her chest, revealing her slender, straight shoulders and her delicate and exquisite collarbone, which was deep and clearly defined.

Jiang Shouzhong wanted to turn away, but instead, he stayed put.

He understood that she needed his help.

The woman pulled down her bellyband a bit, wrapped it with the bandage to prevent exposure, revealing the still-bleeding wound.

The dark brown blood contrasted with the woman’s fair and flawless skin, a harrowing sight.

Around the wound, the skin turned purplish, with black lines spreading out from the wound underneath the skin like a spider web.

Jiang Shouzhong frowned and asked, "Are you poisoned?"

The woman sat cross-legged, hands on her knees, and spoke coolly to him, "When I circulate my energy, I will tell you which acupoint to press. Just do as I say."

After a pause, the woman continued, "You are not a martial artist and don’t have True Qi to circulate, so you must use a firm touch when you press the acupoints, it’s best to press with all five fingers together."

"I understand," Jiang Shouzhong nodded.

Jiang Shouzhong sat opposite the woman.

Seeing the man’s clear eyes without any hint of lust, the woman closed her eyes to start breathing exercises and to circulate the energy in her body.

"Jiawei! Guanyuan!"

The woman’s lips parted slightly, stating two acupoints in succession.

Jiang Shouzhong held his breath and concentrated, fingers together like a spike, he correctly pressed down hard seven inches above and three inches below the woman’s navel respectively.

The woman’s body swayed, and a dark line of blood seeped from the corner of her lips.

At the same time, the black threads spreading around the wound began to gather slowly, the skin trembling slightly. Blood continuously flowed from the wound, dripping onto the light yellow bellyband and bandage.

"Shangqu!"

Shangqu, also known as Gaoqu, two inches above the navel in the center, half an inch beside the midline, corresponding to the tone of metal.

The black thread around the wound faded again.

"Taiyi!"

"Wushu!"

Jiang Shouzhong pressed each acupoint in turn.

However, at the next acupoint, the woman who seemed unflappable hesitated as if she found it hard to speak.

Jiang Shouzhong acted as if reading her mind; without waiting for her to speak, he went ahead and pressed down.

The magnificent peaks seemed to experience an earthquake, collapsing and caving in abruptly.

The woman opened her eyes, glaring at the man.

A trace of crimson flushed across her cold and exquisite face.

Jiang Shouzhong looked straightforward, wearing a confused expression, "What? Is something wrong?"

The woman gritted her teeth and closed her eyes again.