Bab 11: Chapter 11: Beneath the Night
Editor: Atlas Studios
The escort agency is no charitable hall; where is the reason to provide free service?
So, no matter what kind of conspiracy or vortex this matter is entangled with, as the Chief of Ziyang Escort Agency, Su Mo certainly has no reason to exert effort without receiving payment.
Moreover, from another perspective, the more he behaves like this, the clearer it is that he does not know what is inside the Brocade Box.
Otherwise, how could he give up something like the Mysterious Mechanism, which involves a precious treasure of Da Xuan's Armory, for mere wealth?
Wang Xianglin watched Su Mo, his eyes shifting, then with a smile that was not quite a smile he said, "Do you know who I am?"
"I don't know, and I don't want to know."
Wang Xianglin's mouth twitched: "Then do you know what's inside this Brocade Box?"
"The person who handed this item over to me was on the brink of death. Honestly, if he hadn't died, I absolutely would not have accepted this escort mission.
"But since the item has already been handed over to me, I certainly can't just take it without due process. That's why I've traveled thousands of miles to this Jiming Post, bitterly handing it over to you.
"As for what's inside the box... someone has already lost their life for it, and I do not wish to become the next. Therefore, no matter what rare treasure it contains, it is of no concern to me.
"But one thing... the person said that if I deliver the item to Wang Xianglin at Yuquan Inn in Jiming Post, there would be a generous reward. I've kept that in my heart."
Su Mo spoke plainly: "Now, there's no need for us to beat around the bush, are you going to give me the silver ticket or not?"
Wang Xianglin looked at Su Mo for a long moment, then suddenly laughed heartily: "Good, I didn't expect someone so young to be quite astute. If you remain unscathed, you may well have a place in the Jianghu. Naturally, I will give you the silver note."
As his words fell, he reached into his sleeve and fumbled around, then after a moment pulled out three silver notes and handed them to Su Mo.
"Silver notes from Da You Bank, redeemable anywhere except in Donghuang. These three hundred taels should be enough for this trip, right?"
"Of course."
Su Mo grinned and reached out to take the silver notes.
However, Wang Xianglin pressed his hand down, glancing at the Brocade Box in Su Mo's hand. The implication was clear without words.
"Ha ha ha, as it should be."
Su Mo pushed the Brocade Box over, and Wang Xianglin then handed over the silver notes.
Money exchanged for goods... honestly, this truly doesn't seem like the conduct of an escort; it feels more like a secretive transaction of some illicit item.
Now holding the three hundred taels' worth of silver notes, Su Mo looked at Wang Xianglin, who now had the Brocade Box, and smiled gently:
"The transaction is complete, the deal is done, I will take my leave."
"Mm."
Wang Xianglin simply held the Brocade Box as if he couldn't part with it, completely indifferent to Su Mo's departure.
It was only when Su Mo was about to leave the room that Wang Xianglin finally spoke:
"Here's a piece of advice for you; if you don't want to bring disaster upon yourself, remember to keep sealed lips about today's matter!"
Su Mo turned his head to look at him, saying nothing more, and after exiting the room, he smoothly closed the door behind him.
With the door separating them, Su Mo paused for a moment, then with a thought, a panel opened up in front of him.
[Mission: Deliver the Brocade Box to Wang Xianglin at Yuquan Inn in Jiming Post (Completed)]
[Reward: Calculating...]
Looking at this prompt, Su Mo did not breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, his brows slightly furrowed, he glanced back at the door, then turned and left.
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...
Inside the guest room, the black cloth wrapping the Brocade Box had been unwrapped, but the Brocade Box had been discarded to one side like a worn-out shoe.
Wang Xianglin sat by the window, with half of it open.
At this time, what he held in his hand was no longer a book, nor the cup of tea he had forgotten to drink.
It was a blade.
He gently stroked the edge of the blade, while his peripheral vision followed Su Mo as he left the inn. He watched until Su Mo's figure had gone beyond the boundaries of the inn, until he had left the street, until he had left this Jiming Post. Only then did he gently exhale.
Suddenly, the other half of the window was blown open by the wind.
Along with the breeze came a person.
The moment this person entered, they already took a seat on the stool by the table.
Reaching out, he grabbed the teacup and seemed about to drink.
But he heard a snap, and the back of his hand was struck by the scabbard.
The following voice came: "Pour it yourself."
"..."
With no choice, the newcomer poured tea for himself and casually placed a sword on the edge of the table.
The sword... was very long, a full seven feet!
"So you're just going to leave like that?"
"It was none of my business to begin with."
"Then I'm leaving too."
"Move faster, and you might catch up."
"..."
The Swordsman was annoyed: "I'm already very fast."
"Clearly not fast enough."
Wang Xianglin glanced outside and said, "They're here."
"...Damn it, do you really think I'm afraid of you? I'm just showing some respect for the elderly!"
The Swordsman grabbed his sword on impulse, leaped out the door, and upon landing, heard the whistle of a staff breaking the air. Looking up, he saw an old man dressed in ragged clothes, holding a wooden stick, with a red wine gourd hanging at his waist descending from above.
The Swordsman intended to draw his sword but after a moment's hesitation, he instead leaped up and fled in haste.
The red gourd old man glanced indistinctly at Wang Xianglin's room window before chasing in the direction the Swordsman had escaped.
One after the other, they quickly disappeared into the distance.
That night, the two individuals Su Mo unexpectedly encountered in the forest had now brought their fight to Jiming Post, and by the looks of it, the battle was far from over.
After Wang Xianglin withdrew his gaze, he sighed softly, glanced at the abandoned Brocade Box on the side, and the corners of his mouth twitched ever so slightly, as if pondering something.
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Night!
Tonight was dark, windy, and the gales were strong.
A figure silently leaped out of a second-floor window of the inn.
Tapping the ground with the tip of the foot, with another swift movement, they were already on the rooftop.
Running with fleet feet, yet without making a sound.
If one closed their eyes and did not look, no matter what, they would never imagine that a person was sprinting wildly on the rooftop.
Not just sprinting, but moving very fast, as if chasing the wind, yet seemingly propelled forward by the wind itself.
In a few breaths, they had already left Jiming Post behind.
In a matter of moments, a distance of several miles was left behind.
Suddenly, he came to a stop by a lakeside, gently exhaling a breath.
Flipping his hand, he took out a Brocade Box from his bosom.
He only glanced at it before setting the Brocade Box aside, and with a gentle wipe over his cheek, he tore off a Human Skin Mask.
Revealing a delicate and transcendental face.
Undoing the hairpin, her hair cascaded down like silk and waterfalls in an instant.
But at that moment, her complexion suddenly changed:
"Come out!"
The night was silent, with only the wind whistling. After a while, a young man cracking his knuckles emerged from the darkness:
"This night has just begun, and I have already been startled. How did Wang Xianglin suddenly turn into a woman?"
"You didn't leave!?"
The woman, looking at Su Mo who appeared before her, had a look of astonishment in her eyes.
Bab 12: Chapter 12 Too Smart
Editor: Atlas Studios
Su Mo certainly did not leave.
How could he leave when the situation was unclear?
Who knew what storm and stress would be brought back after this trip home?
Although in the inn, he had seen Wang Xianglin, and after handing over the Brocade Box to him, indeed he had received a system prompt telling him the mission was completed.
But... things had gotten even weirder!
The conversation between the two waiters in the inn was one strange aspect.
During these days, besides himself, there were two other people who had come looking for Wang Xianglin.
A man and a woman.
Among those four people, now only two were still alive, a man and a woman.
This inevitably led Su Mo to associate these two pairs with each other.
Could it be, that the two remaining individuals among those four had not used any conspiracies or tricks against him precisely because they had used that time to look for Wang Xianglin?
Once this speculation turned out to be true, the strangeness only multiplied.
Who exactly was Wang Xianglin? Su Mo didn't know.
But, as the 'recipient' of this mission, aside from himself, were other people unaware of who this man was?
From what is known so far, it's very likely they knew!
Otherwise, why would they give up on him and go directly to Wang Xianglin?
Yet this raises another question: why didn't they give up on him earlier, nor later, but only after two people had died, did they go to find Wang Xianglin?
Why didn't they look for him before those two people died?
Where was the hesitation?
Now, from the results, after they went looking for Wang Xianglin, he seemed to be perfectly fine.
Their visit wasn't sneaky or secretive; it was a bold and open visit.
So, what exactly was the relationship between them?
This left Su Mo no choice but to ponder further.
Before going upstairs to meet Wang Xianglin and handing over the Brocade Box, Su Mo had considered a possibility.
Perhaps Wang Xianglin was not really Wang Xianglin.
Someone had usurped this identity, impersonating him, the purpose being to deceive him to get the Brocade Box.
If this speculation were true, it could explain all the doubts above.
However, with the mission completion notification by the system, it seemed Wang Xianglin really was Wang Xianglin!
This, originally a tangled enigma, now had become even more perplexing.
As someone unwittingly dragged into this situation, could he really go home happy and satisfied, bearing a pile of confusion?
How big must his heart be?
Therefore, after leaving Jiming Post, Su Mo carefully checked to confirm that no one was watching him, and then secretly returned to Jiming Post once again.
Wang Xianglin's case had great potential, so the breakthrough to clear up this matter and to truly extract himself naturally also lay with this man.
Just as expected, in the deep of night, Wang Xianglin left his room, sprinting all the way here.
His Qinggong was incredibly exquisite.
Only with the support of his Inner Strength was Su Mo able to keep up; otherwise, he probably wouldn't have managed to follow him.
What Su Mo absolutely did not expect was, why did Wang Xianglin, who seemed totally normal, suddenly turn into a young woman?
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...
Under the night sky, the four eyes of two people met, both speechless.
The confusion in Su Mo's eyes gradually morphed into contemplation, and then he started to feel some regret.
Similarly, the woman opposite him also sighed:
"I originally thought you were a clever person, but it turns out, you are too clever."
Wise men naturally know they should not be caught in a vortex, nor should a gentleman stand under a collapsing wall.
Yet, this excessive cleverness drew Su Mo, who was supposed to leave safely, back into the midst of conflict.
Su Mo was indeed a clever man. Hearing the subtle melody, he understood the deeper meaning and sighed, "Is it too late for me to leave now?"
"I'm afraid it's too late..."
The woman sighed and looked around, "They are already here."
"Are they here for you?"
"Otherwise, are they here for you, an escort master with no fame?"
"They are intentionally brought here by you, then you must be confident, right?"
"I was, but not much now."
"Why?"
"...Naturally, because you are now involved."
"Perhaps, if you explain that I am just a curious passerby who does not intend to get involved..."
"It's too late, now you've already caught their attention. There's only one way to get out unscathed."
"What way?"
"Kill them all!"
At the moment her words fell, a water column suddenly burst from the lake behind her.
As the water column surged, the person leaping out was from the water.
Once he made his move, it was a Star Pointing, like a meteor, like a spark, reaching behind the woman in a blink of an eye.
However, the woman had already turned around.
With a twist of her hands, blade flashing across, there was a ringing 'ding' sound, what should have been a sudden attack was instantly shattered under the blade.
The attacker seemed not surprised, flipping both palms towards Ling Kong, but before he could reach her, the woman had already disappeared.
The shock was fleeting, and suddenly a chill grew on his neck; as he looked down, he saw the tip of a single blade protruding from his neck, with bright red blood about to drip, but before it could, a heavy kick from behind sent him flying to the shore.
He fell to the shore and didn't even twitch before his breath ceased.
The woman landed swiftly, her gaze sweeping around, but the surroundings were already silently filled with ten people.
Among them, nine were hidden under black clothing, their eyes solemn and cold.
Only one was not dressed in black, his solemn complexion mixed with a hint of joy.
Su Mo recognized this person...
One of those four people!
"Yu Soul Killing Technique! It must be the remnants of the Yu Family!"
He spoke now, his tone excited, even somewhat commanding:
"Ladies and gentlemen, this remnant of the Yu Family, who has luckily survived, does not appreciate the grace of heaven and lured us here using Mysterious Mechanism as bait, seeming to have a significant plan. Whether the Mysterious Mechanism is real or not is still unknown, so please be careful when you make your move, it is best to capture them alive."
"Yes, you make sense."
The black clothed man closest to him nodded slightly, the blade in his palm snapping forward, the blade edge revealed by half an inch.
"Then, please..."
The man clasped his fists; however, as he spoke, a flash of cold light and a sudden Blade Qi pierced through his neck!
Instinctively, he covered his neck with his hands, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Why... why..."
He couldn't even finish his question, 'why', before falling to the ground, dead.
"Crime One: I've nurtured you all these years to quietly investigate the whereabouts of Mysterious Mechanism,. Not only have you achieved nothing, but you also fell into their trap. What use is there to keep you?
"Crime Two: Fooled by others, yet still thinking you could earn rewards, too ignorant, deserving death!
"Crime Three: What status do you hold to teach us how to conduct our affairs?
"Today, you have crafted your own death."
The black clothed man's tone was solemn and cold, his gaze then shifted to the woman: "Are you Yu Lingxin?"
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