Chapter 2: The Assassin

The next day, a visibly haggard Chu Yun went to set up her stall at the market. The market was bustling with many familiar faces. Every day, Chu Yun sold her woven goods from a quiet corner of the street. Passersby, moved by her delicate and pitiful appearance, would often patronize her stall. But today, not a single customer came. Why was this? Why did everyone on this street now keep their distance from her?

Chu Yun’s suspicion proved correct. Li Moqing’s mistrust of her had not diminished. From the moment Chu Yun set up her stall, Li Moqing had been watching her closely. It was clear that his abrupt visit the day before had dealt a blow to the poor woman. He had thought she wouldn’t show up today, but she was surprisingly resilient.

“Chu Yun, have you made up your mind about what I asked you to consider? We haven’t disturbed you these past few days, giving you time to think. But three days have passed. No matter the issue, you should have decided by now. Today, you must give me an answer: either become my woman and we all benefit, or die! You’re beautiful—I don’t want you to die. I like you, and you know it.”

Scarface A Si was a man of significant influence in the Poison Sect area. Whatever he set his sights on, no matter the cost, he would get it. Any woman he wanted could not escape his grasp.

He casually pulled over a chair and sat down. After all, he had all day. With him lurking here like a sinister shadow, who would dare approach? Scarface A Si wore a smug grin; fear was justified, for this woman belonged only to him.

Those familiar with the situation around them naturally began to harbor some resentment toward Chu Yun. Being chosen by Scarface A Si was considered a blessing. All she had to do was agree, and she would never live in hardship again. Anyone in her place would know what to do. Yet, no one understood what Chu Yun was so stubbornly holding onto.

“Chu Yun, listen to your elder sister. Just agree now. Otherwise, because of you, none of us can sell our goods. We all have to eat. If not for yourself, think of those of us who have helped you.”

Sister Chen had always been kind and had helped Chu Yun a great deal before. Her words, though selfish, were honest. Everyone on this street needed to make a living. Could it be that everything would be ruined because of Chu Yun?

Since Chu Yun had arrived, countless incidents had occurred. It was no exaggeration to say that wherever she went, people died because of her. Calling her a curse was not too much, but did the villagers of Xingyue care? They never did. Whenever Chu Yun needed help, they never hesitated.

And how did Chu Yun repay them? Was love or indifference truly so important? If she just agreed, there would be a happy ending for all. What was wrong with that? Others had never had such fortune.

Chu Yun sighed in her heart. What kind of life had the real Chu Yun lived? Indeed, the real Chu Yun was dead. Chu Yun had come to understand this, which allowed her to impersonate her so perfectly. More importantly, they bore an eight-tenths resemblance. Without close familiarity, no one could tell them apart.

If the real Chu Yun were alive, she might have yielded to the pressure. But today, the decision was Chu Yun’s alone, and no one could decide for her.

“I refuse!”

By her nature, Chu Yun would have killed Scarface A Si on the spot or at least severely wounded him. Yet now, as Chu Yun, she could not act violently. What awaited after her sharp words? Dong Ju was a good woman but had truly brought her a great deal of trouble.

Everyone was shocked. Chu Yun usually appeared delicate and indecisive, but now she showed such strength.

Li Moqing sat at a nearby tea stall, conflicted. On one hand, she hoped Chu Yun was the one who had struck that night, so she could strike without hesitation. On the other hand, she couldn’t believe that such a mixture of fragility and strength could harm her brother. Why would Chu Yun do that?

“Ha ha ha, so that’s your final answer? Very well. Don’t blame me for being ruthless. Men, deal with this woman properly!”

“Yes, sir!”

Scarface A Si’s underlings swarmed forward to teach this insolent woman a lesson. No one had ever dared refuse Scarface A Si before. Chu Yun was the first—and last.

The familiar villagers were terrified but powerless to intervene, forced to watch helplessly.

Suddenly, as the thugs closed in, an invisible barrier appeared around Chu Yun. A loud boom sent the attackers flying, their cries of pain echoing.

“A bunch of men bullying a helpless woman in broad daylight—how impressive!”

Li Moqing finally intervened. No matter what Chu Yun’s future held, she needed help now, and that alone was reason enough.

Li Moqing’s demeanor was elegant, her appearance striking. Though her moves were fierce, her voice was melodious as she approached, accompanied by a faint fragrance.

“Such a lovely scent. Today I’m lucky to meet a beauty. Beautiful one, you’re quite skilled. How about coming with me? I’ll make sure you live in luxury. Scarface A Si has his skills, but so do I.”

Unexpectedly, Li Moqing ignored Scarface A Si completely.

“Chu sister, don’t be afraid. I’m here for you. You won’t be forced to do anything you don’t want.”

Chu Yun had noticed Li Moqing long ago. She wanted to see her act, but she would never give her the satisfaction. Yet, she hadn’t expected Li Moqing to come to her aid. Anyone else might help, but Li Moqing? Given Chu Yun’s secret mission to assassinate Zhuang Yunzhen, if Li Moqing learned her true identity, would she still help her?

Chu Yun maintained a facade of shock and stubbornness. Even if she died at Scarface A Si’s hands today, she would never concede.

This was the second time today Scarface A Si had been ignored by two women in a row. No matter how composed, he seethed with rage. He had never been a good man.

“You useless lot! Are your eyes blind? Attack her! Hit her hard!”

Scarface A Si lacked any real skill, but he had his men to do his dirty work. Beating people was a job for his underlings; he only needed to watch.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Li Moqing moved like a phantom. Though the sun shone brightly, seeing her ghostlike agility sent chills down everyone’s spines. Her palm struck like a blade, and in moments, all the useless thugs lay sprawled on the ground. She didn’t even need to exert full strength. Even if they had ten or a hundred times as many, she wouldn’t care.

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