However, it was precisely this confidence that made the assassin hesitate. He wasn't sure if what Xiao Yifei said was true, but just from Xiao Yifei's confidence, the assassin was already sufficiently fearful. He stopped his hand and covered his chest again to prevent his blood from flowing out once more.

"Fine, I'll give you that," the assassin said to Xiao Yifei viciously. For the moment, the atmosphere fell into a stalemate. The assassin didn't dare to easily kill Xiao Yifei, and Xiao Yifei wasn't going to heal the assassin. After a while, the assassin sneered and said, "Some of the meridians in your heart have already been severed by me. Letting time drag on will not benefit you in the least."

The truth was indeed as the assassin said, because Xiao Yifei felt as though his entire body wasn't functioning properly. Where he should have had strength, he couldn't muster any, and fresh blood kept surging in his throat. Pale-faced, Xiao Yifei sneered and said, "The same to you."

Upon hearing this, the assassin's face darkened. Seeing Xiao Yifei had no intention of treating himself, the assassin steeled his resolve. Going all out, he raised his right hand. This strike would completely end Xiao Yifei's life.

The sunshine was exceptionally bright that day. This was how Xiao Yifei felt at that moment. A beam of sunlight shone into his eyes, making it hard for him to open them. But in a way, it was a blessing, as he couldn't see how he would die. Perhaps it was heaven's gift to him.

With this thought, Xiao Yifei slowly closed his eyes, ready to accept the arrival of death. Seeing this, the assassin sneered, "Die." With that, the assassin struck fiercely towards Xiao Yifei's heart. The palm, carrying a strong wind, rushed towards Xiao Yifei, and he had no way to avoid it.

As the attack was about to hit Xiao Yifei, the assassin's expression turned slightly tense. However, there was no turning back. Even if he couldn't heal himself, he had to take down Xiao Yifei. After all, this was the task assigned to him by the organization.

However, just at that moment, the assassin's body suddenly flew backward and then crashed heavily to the ground. A powerful force, from some unknown source, had managed to knock the assassin off his feet. Slowly getting up from the ground, the assassin saw a graceful figure appear beside Xiao Yifei.

The figure was hard to see clearly because of the light, but even so, one could feel the deadly allure of the newcomer. For a moment, the assassin was at a loss for words. Gradually, the assassin asked, "And who might you be?"

At the sound of this, the figure laughed coldly, "I think I should be the one asking that question." Upon hearing this voice, Lin Mu, who had his eyes closed, instantly opened them wide, looking incredulously at the person in front of him. Yes, the graceful figure before him was none other than Qianxi!

Just as he was about to ask why Qianxi appeared, Xiao Yifei saw another person climb over the wall—Hua Xiangrong!

Only to see Hua Xiangrong nimbly leap from the wall, clap her hands, and then look at Xiao Yifei. For a moment, their eyes met, and both were at a loss for words. Xiao Yifei originally thought that after what he had said, Hua Xiangrong would never see him again. Yet, given the current situation.

Xiao Yifei's heart warmed at the thought—Hua Xiangrong had actually returned.

On the way out of the Hua Mansion, Hua Xiangrong kept feeling that something was wrong. Xiao Yifei wouldn't have spoken to her like that, so she deduced that Xiao Yifei must have encountered some trouble—trouble that posed a threat to her as well. That was why he spoke as he did, hoping Hua Xiangrong would stay as far away as possible.

Hua Xiangrong was indeed worthy of her investigative training. In just a few minutes, she considered so much, and frighteningly, Hua Xiangrong was entirely correct.

So Hua Xiangrong went to find Qianxi because she knew that if she went herself, she would only cause more trouble for Xiao Yifei. So now this scene unfolded. Climbing over the wall was because the gate of the Hua Mansion was tightly shut, and Qianxi could leap over with her Qinggong, whereas Hua Xiangrong could only use the most conventional methods to get in.

But, seeing Xiao Yifei's current condition after climbing over, Hua Xiangrong immediately regretted it. If she hadn't left, Xiao Yifei might not have ended up in his current state. Hua Xiangrong's heart was immediately filled with deep self-blame.

However, Xiao Yifei never thought this way. For Hua Xiangrong to return after how he treated her already deeply touched his heart. As for the things he had just said, Xiao Yifei suddenly felt they were too harsh.

"Xiao Yifei, are you alright?" Hua Xiangrong held Xiao Yifei in her arms and asked worriedly. Hearing this, Xiao Yifei shook his head. Though covered in wounds, he forced himself to keep his eyes open.

Seeing Xiao Yifei like this, Hua Xiangrong was heartbroken enough to almost cry. Then Hua Xiangrong glared angrily at the assassin in the distance. That look seemed as if she would tear him apart. The assassin was already somewhat injured, blood still flowing from his wounds. But under Hua Xiangrong's glare, he felt as if his blood was about to solidify.

At this time, Qianxi also frowned upon seeing Xiao Yifei's condition and then sharply gazed at the assassin. Being watched by the two women, the assassin smiled wryly but was also somewhat apprehensive, realizing that this woman in front of him had a formidable presence.

Moreover, he was wounded, and it seemed today might see his downfall. However, he couldn't lose in terms of aura. He sneered and slowly said, "Xiao Yifei's heart meridians are almost completely severed by me. Let's see how you save him."

With that, the assassin laughed eerily. Hearing these words, Hua Xiangrong suddenly felt as if something was missing inside her. She then looked at Xiao Yifei, who at this time was pale-faced and feebly collapsed in her arms. From the looks of it, it seemed the assassin might be right.

"Don't you dare die, Xiao Yifei," Hua Xiangrong cried out, her voice choked with emotion. Hearing this, Xiao Yifei used his last ounce of strength to smile at Hua Xiangrong, "Don't worry, I'm fine." As he spoke, his hand unconsciously caressed Hua Xiangrong's face.

And Hua Xiangrong, clutching Xiao Yifei's hand, began to sob, her mouth filled with pleas for Xiao Yifei not to die. However, Xiao Yifei eventually couldn't hold on. Hua Xiangrong felt the hand she held suddenly lose strength, slowly slipping down, while Xiao Yifei closed his eyes.

This scene etched deep into Hua Xiangrong's mind. At the instant Xiao Yifei closed his eyes, Hua Xiangrong felt as if the sky suddenly darkened. Her entire world seemed to be collapsing. Her eyes, which had been tearily shedding tears, suddenly turned vacant, staring quietly at Xiao Yifei. She abruptly began to tremble. Was Xiao Yifei really dead just like that?

Thankfully, Qianxi nearby remained calm. Seeing the rise and fall of Xiao Yifei's chest, she knew he had merely fainted. Hurriedly, she told Hua Xiangrong that Xiao Yifei was not dead but had passed out. Hearing this, Hua Xiangrong was stunned for a moment before quickly checking Xiao Yifei's condition.

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