Chapter 127
Only by the time that those men left did Secret Guard No . 3 look up and say: “My Lord, look out for those guys . ”
Raising her brows, Ye Li asked: “Why? Do you know them?”
Secret Guard No . 3 nodded then shook his head as he said: “I know that sickly bookish man . ”
“Well?” Looking at Secret Guard No . 3, Ye Li was curious why he would know someone like that since he seldom left the capital . “It seems that sickly bookish man is really somebody . ”
Secret Guard No . 3 nodded as he spoke: “His nickname is Sick Scholar . Besides, no one knows his real name, not even Tianyi Pavilion . ”
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Ye Li recalled how that man looked like . He didn't seem like a master-hand nor was there anything special about him . Why did Secret Guard No . 3 know who he was?
Secret Guard No . 3 said: “He is the third master of the Hall of Darkness . In the past few years, almost all assassin groups including Hall of Darkness have accepted offers to kill His Highness . Many secret guards have been killed by the Sick Scholar . But his heart was damaged by His Highness with one blow . Since then he has become a real sick scholar . Have you noticed his left hand, My Lord? He is good with poisons so the color of the nails of his left hand are different . People think he has got that because of his illness . However, he has got that before he was injured by His Highness . His nails are different because of all the poison he used over the years and his left hand is extremely poisonous itself . ”
Ye Li remembered the scholar's left hand, most of which was hid in his sleeve . The part that was left in the open was crimson . “Getting his own hand poisonous, isn’t he afraid that he’ll poison himself?” She was confused and didn't see why he would do that . Nobody was completely immune from poisons . One could only develop resistance to most poisons . If someone who was plagued by poisons could live to an old age without any danger, Shen Yang didn’t have to take all the trouble to treat Mo Xiu Yao .
After breakfast, Ye Li took a walk around Yong Lin and learned more about the situations of Nan Zhao and Scattered Snow Pass . When she returned to the inn in the evening, those four men were sitting at the same table, having dinner . Obviously, they didn’t leave today . The Sick Scholar nodded nicely at Ye Li and Secret Guard No . 3 . Ye Li nodded back with a smile and prepared to go upstairs .
“Hey, when do we have such a beautiful young lord in Yong Lin?”
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Before taking the stairs, she heard someone speak in a rude and obscene tone . Tilting sideways, she saw a withered and skinny young man dressed up in Nan Zhao clothes gazing at her impudently, with eyes as small as those of a rat's and full of ill intent . She can’t help frowning since she had never seen anybody as ugly as this one including those criminals, drug traffickers, and terrorists she dealt with in her previous incarnation .
Secret Guard No . 3 suddenly turned around and looked at that young man coldly . His menacing stare was a warning . If this bastard dared to speak one more word, he was going to kill him . Who was this scoundrel to profane Princess Ding?
However, taking Secret Guard No . 3's warning as a provocation, the young man was even smugger . His obscene gaze lingered on Ye Li as he sneered at Secret Guard No . 3 aggressively: “What are you looking at? Was I wrong? Sleek-haired and creamy-faced, men of your country look like females . This boy is more attractive than a woman . ”
To be honest, Ye Li’s disguise was very successful . Though she looked more beautiful than most women did, her age, move, and demeanor would invite no suspicion that she was a woman . Therefore, Secret Guard No . 3 didn’t waste his breath with that scoundrel . Drawing his sword with a whoosh, he went directly at him .
Clearly, the man didn’t expect Secret Guard No . 3 to strike without any warning . He was stupefied when it seemed that he was going to be stabbed in no time . Someone beside him hurriedly took him aside, and with a lift of hand, something charged at Secret Guard No . 3 . Secret Guard No . 3 snorted coldly and wielded his sword . In two moves, that thing was cut to three parts and fell on the ground . It was a poisonous snake . Though its breed was unknown, its high toxicity could be told from its bright-colored body .
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Secret Guard No . 3 raised his brows in disdain . He had learned about Nan Zhao’s common tricks since he was going to Nan Zhao .
Those men from Nan Zhao turned pale . That vulgar man was the only one who was still shouting: “How dare you! Do you know who I am?”
Curling his lips, Secret Guard No . 3 sneered: “Acting so unbridled in Great Chu, I don't think you are the prince of Nan Zhao, are you, since the emperor of Nan Zhao only has two daughters . ”
The man wanted to say something but didn’t since he saw Secret Guard No . 3 wielding his sword . Timidly, he took a few steps back and only shouted when he was back among his crew . “Kill him!”
His men were clearly divided and mumbled something at him .
Ye Li stood at the head of the stairs and listened to them with her eyes gazing at the floor . It sounded like they were speaking a dialect of a minority group in Yun Nan and Gu Zhou from her previous incarnation . Since she used to travel around that area, she knew a thing or two about those dialects . Apparently, those subordinates were trying to persuade their master that it wasn’t a good idea for them to kill someone in broad daylight in Great Chu . However, the man wouldn’t listen to them and insisted that they kill Secret Guard No . 3 and take Ye Li . After ineffective communication, those men looked at each other with resignation then came up to Secret Guard No . 3 and Ye Li .
Seeing that a fight is on its way, those in the hall scattered like birds and beasts . Sick Scholar and the middle-aged man were the only two left at their table . The old innkeeper was so scared that he already hid himself behind the counter .
Ye Li said with a frown: “Throw them out and don't damage anything in the inn . ”
Secret Guard No . 3 answered happily: “Yes, My Lord . ”