Miyamoto Musashi gained no advantages and eventually left the Su Family Courtyard in a dejected manner.
He had lost too much blood and needed to hurry to the hospital for ergency treatnt, or else his fate would be worriso.
And in his battle with Jian Ruyan, he could be said to have completely lost face, suffering heavy losses.
Not only did he lose his entire right arm, even the thumb on his left hand had been cut off.
He was destined to be no longer associated with swords in this lifeti.
Without a thumb, he couldn't grip the hilt firmly; he lost the hope of using his last left-handed sword.
...
After Miyamoto Musashi left.
Mu Hongchen felt the heart she had been holding in suspense quickly drop back into place, and she let out a long sigh of relief.
Patting her chest, she smiled at Jian Ruyan and said, "That scared to death just now, I thought you were going for mutual destruction with him. In that situation just now, you could have pulled away and avoided that strike!"
Jian Ruyan did not speak. As she exhaled lightly, her delicate body wobbled a few tis, and a lock of long hair also fell.
Then, her originally rosy complexion turned pale in an instant.
"Puh!"
Jian Ruyan suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Ah? Sister Yan, are you alright?"
Mu Hongchen originally thought Jian Ruyan was unscathed, but to her surprise, as soon as Miyamoto Musashi left, she too spat out blood. Mu Hongchen imdiately cried out in alarm.
She even called out her real na directly.
"I'm fine."
As that clotted blood was expelled, Jian Ruyan felt much better.
Standing with her sword in her right hand and waving her left hand at Mu Hongchen, she then said, "Don't be distracted, stay alert, we must not give Naless any chance to take advantage."
Hearing Jian Ruyan's words, Mu Hongchen stopped in her tracks and refrained from going to help Jian Ruyan.
Instead, she beca vigilant.
Worrying that Naless might take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack.
However, their concerns were obviously sowhat excessive.
Naless, having been nearly killed in their encirclent, had survived by the skin of his teeth, but certainly not without cost. At this point, even if he really planned to take revenge on Mu Jinyu's family, he wouldn't have the energy to do so.
After Mu Hongchen stayed alert for a while and saw no unusual activity, she remained vigilant while saying to Jian Ruyan, "Sister Yan, are you sure you're alright? Should we ask the Dragon Master to treat you?"
"It's nothing, I'll be fine after a rest. The Dragon Master and the others have business to attend to; let's not disturb them."
Jian Ruyan gently shook her head, then took a small porcelain bottle out of her pocket, poured out a pill, and swallowed it, imdiately looking much better.
After that, she did not even bother to rest and returned to stand silently in front of the courtyard where i Yinxue and the others were, to guard against any sneak attacks by Naless.
In fact, the injury Jian Ruyan suffered in her duel with Miyamoto Musashi could have been avoided.
But because she feared that any delay might give Naless, who might be lurking in the shadows, a chance to exploit, she decided to cut through the ss quickly. Although she would get hurt, she could recover quickly after taking the elixir.
Then she could continue the mission entrusted to them by Xiang Mantang.
...
On the other hand.
Mu Jinyu, just before boarding, received a ssage from Mu Hongchen informing him that Miyamoto Musashi had been dealt with.
He inquired if they were alright, and upon Mu Hongchen's response that there was no major issue, he put away his phone and did not ask further, joining Xiang Mantang in boarding the plane.
After thirteen hours of flight.
They landed at New York Airport.
People ca to greet them imdiately.
"Dragon Master!"
"Tianshu!"
These were two n in their thirties, with ordinary yet resolute faces. In a crowd, they wouldn't be entirely unnoticed, but neither would they stand out and attract attention.
Especially in Arica, their appearance made it even less likely for them to draw attention.
They were mbers of the Dragon King Hall's division in Arica, and when they knew Mu Jinyu and the others were coming, they arranged to pick them up from the airport.
"Mhm."
Mu Jinyu, Xiang Mantang, and San Liu, all wearing masks and sunglasses, nodded at them and then got into their car, leaving the place.
In the comfort of the car seat, Mu Jinyu began to apply makeup and disguise himself, Xiang Mantang, and San Liu.
After all, with their identities, if they were to attend the Slaughter Redemption's Murder Feast without disguises, they would likely be recognized by the assassins on the spot.
"This Disguise Technique is so masterful!"
San Liu couldn't help but admire as he watched Mu Jinyu transform into another face right before his eyes.
His Disguise Technique was far inferior to Mu Jinyu's. Mu Jinyu used a certain dicinal paste on his face and could then stretch his facial muscles as if kneading rubber, molding any facial shape he wanted.
Mu Jinyu had just demonstrated to him that, without a special solution, even washing the face with water wouldn't wash away the newly applied dicinal paste.
Whereas his own Disguise Technique was very water-sensitive; a splash of water would imdiately reveal his true appearance.
Once Mu Jinyu finished disguising the three of them, the car drove to the entrance of an exceedingly luxurious hotel, as instructed by San Liu.
When San Liu showed the hotel manager an identification plaque, the manager respectfully arranged rooms for them.
No check-in process was needed.
"Hm?" Mu Jinyu, riding the elevator, spoke to San Liu, "Is this your hotel?"
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However, when San Liu insisted on handling the arrangents, Mu Jinyu thought it over and decided to join San Liu.
Seeing how smoothly San Liu got them settled in, Mu Jinyu assud that the hotel belonged to San Liu.
"It's not mine," San Liu replied to Mu Jinyu with a chuckle.
Hearing San Liu's words, Mu Jinyu narrowed his eyes and said, "Hm? Then this hotel..."
San Liu nodded and said, "Yes, you are not mistaken, we have already arrived at the headquarters of Slaughter Redemption."
"This hotel is the address of the Assassin Alliance's Guild!"
Mu Jinyu nodded and comnted, "Hidden in the thick of the city, it's quite bold for a group of assassins to gather here."
Modern assassins naturally can't just have an assassin identity, only knowing to take contracts, kill, make money, drink, and repeat.
Typically, after making money, they invest in projects, and eventually, like i Yinxue, they beco CEOs of publicly listed companies.
Of course, retiring is not an option for them; they enjoy the thrill of living on the edge.
This hotel is the administrative headquarters of the Assassin Alliance. On ordinary days, it functions like any other hotel, but on certain occasions, it becos dedicated to hosting mbers of assassin organizations from different countries or registered freelance assassins.
Like the forthcoming Murder Feast, during which ti the hotel would generally stop accommodating regular guests.
And the hotel staff, chefs, cleaners, and lobby managers, with very few exceptions, were predominantly assassins who were disabled and could no longer kill.
They were those who lived carefree lives without saving assets, and, in case of disability, chose not to retire. Being solitary individuals without families to support them, they were taken in by Slaughter Redemption and considered to be 'retiring' here.
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