"Boss, let’s just do it. If we’re going to strike, let’s go all out and kill them both." Another assassin in black saw the chance, felt emboldened by evil, and wanted to take advantage of their nurical superiority to surround and kill the two.
"Yeah, we have more people."
"No, everyone retreat." At this point, the leader of the n in black furrowed his brows and his eyes were full of seriousness. He suddenly extended his right hand, signaling everyone to stop, and then imdiately ordered a retreat.
"What, retreat?"
"Everyone, retreat imdiately." The lead assassin spoke up and imdiately ran backwards. Seeing their leader leave, his companions naturally did not dare to delay and quickly withdrew.
"What the hell, they just ran away." Ye Shikai was sowhat puzzled; these people really lacked professional assassin qualities to be scared off by a stranger. If Ye Shikai was not from Netherworld Palace but just an ordinary person, wouldn’t they have fallen for an "empty city strategy"?
Ye Shikai ignored the situation and quickly went over to check on Zhao Yanran’s injuries. With his rich combat experience, he spotted the severity of Zhao Yanran’s injuries at a glance, wounds which left deep scars at several fatal spots. These were serious injuries. After checking, Shikai was relieved to find they hadn’t hit any vital parts. If he had arrived any later, it probably would’ve been too late to save her.
"Miss Zhao, are you alright?" Ye Shikai asked with concern.
"Hisss." On Zhao Yanran’s arm, there was a wound over twenty centiters long and very deep, bloodied and shocking, causing Zhao Yanran to gasp in pain.
"It hurts, it hurts."
"Just bear with it a little." Ye Shikai tore off a long strip from his clothing to tightly wrap the wound and stop the bleeding. Just when he was about to help Zhao Yanran up, she slapped his hand away.
"What are you doing, it hurts a lot, hiss..." Zhao Yanran continuously complained, sitting down on the ground.
"Forget it, I’ll carry you to the hospital." Ye Shikai was sowhat helpless. After all, she was a woman and injured at that; best to be more patient.
"Wait a minute." Just as Ye Shikai was about to carry her, she stopped him.
"What’s wrong now?"
"Help put my high heels on."
"What?"
"High heels."
"You... are you kidding ? You are injured right now and you care about your high heels?" Ye Shikai was sowhat speechless, looking at the two high heels at the entrance of the alley, he felt petrified.
"I don’t care, just go and get them."
"Alright, alright." Ye Shikai couldn’t argue with Zhao Yanran and had to go and fetch her high heels.
"Put them on for ."
"What?" Ye Shikai exclaid again.
"I’m injured now, and you still want to put on shoes myself, aren’t you a man?" Zhao Yanran pouted her lips, inwardly complaining: If you know you’re injured, then why do you still want to wear high heels...
"I am a man, but I’m not your servant." Although Ye Shikai complained, he still carefully slipped the bright red high heels onto Zhao Yanran’s feet.
"I’ll take you to the hospital now, just hang in there." Ye Shikai originally wanted to give her a piggyback, but worried the pressure might worsen her abdominal wound, he decided to simply pick her up in a princess carry.
"Talk less, conserve your strength." Ye Shikai quickly ran to the car and placed Zhao Yanran on the passenger seat, driving towards the hospital.
Hospital.
After the doctor’s ergency treatnt, Zhao Yanran’s injuries were quickly healed, but so cuts were so deep and long that they had to be stitched up.
Ye Shikai bought a basket of fruit and headed straight into Zhao Yanran’s ward, but compared to his previous worries, the scene before him made him sowhat helpless.
Zhao Yanran was biting into an apple while holding a remote control, intently watching the TV, as if she didn’t co to the hospital but to vacation instead.
"How do you feel?" Ye Shikai placed the fruit basket on the bedside table, then sat beside it, pulled out an apple, and started peeling it for himself.
"That one looks sweeter." Zhao Yanran glanced over, then snatched the freshly peeled apple from Ye Shikai’s hand and bit into it directly.
"Mm, it is indeed sweeter." Zhao Yanran revealed a faint smile, gave Ye Shikai a small smile, "You eat too."
"Right, how did you get these injuries, and who exactly is after your life?" Ye Shikai rolled his eyes and got back to the point; these assailants were clearly trained and skilled cultivators. Even with a re glance, Ye Shikai could tell they were top-notch cultivators; otherwise, that coin wouldn’t have just knocked away his dagger but would have done much more.
"How would I know? I’m just a wedding planning company owner, inexplicably chased by a bunch of people to be killed, you’re asking , I’m also baffled." Zhao Yanran showed a face full of confusion, "I almost lost my life."
"So you really don’t know who they are?" Ye Shikai was sowhat suspicious. What kind of person would be worth a group of well-trained assassin cultivators to kill? Nobody’s a fool; those who can afford such actions are definitely not small fry.
So, what exactly is Zhao Yanran’s identity to be treated with such "great honor"?
"Lying, I don’t believe you don’t know." Ye Shikai suddenly changed his expression, sternly reprimanded, and frightened Zhao Yanran so much that the apple rolled out of her hand.
"I now have the right to interrogate you, confess for leniency, resist for severity." Conveniently, Ye Shikai was part of the special case team and had the authority to ask questions.
"If you don’t speak up, I will begin investigating clues in your company."
"Don’t, I’m a businesswoman, if you do that, my business will shut down!" Zhao Yanran pleaded pitifully.
"Then spit it out quickly."
"But I... really don’t know."
Although Zhao Yanran "swore" on her lips that she did not recognize the assailants, Ye Shikai didn’t buy it. He wasn’t so greenhorn fresh to society; he could distinguish who spoke the truth and who lied.
"Just rest up here properly." Just as Ye Shikai was about to leave, Zhao Yanran grabbed his arm directly.
"Wait a minute."
"What else do you want? Watching you get married is your affair, and I’ve already paid your dical bills."
"Look, those people just now wanted to kill , so viciously. What if they co back to kill after you leave?" Zhao Yanran clung with both hands, incessantly speaking.
"Then co with to the police station; I believe they won’t have the guts."
"But look at my injuries, I need to stay in the hospital to receive treatnt." Zhao Yanran collapsed back onto the bed, appearing as though grievously ill and unable to get up.
"Madam, what exactly do you want?" Ye Shikai, feeling utterly helpless, only managed to shake off Zhao Yanran’s hands with so effort.
"Stay here to protect ."
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