Chapter Twenty-One: Farewell

hatch. Outside, there was a large pile of firewood, and the flames quickly caught alight."I don't know if this will work to separate the Qingyang Temple."Let me know if you have any other text you'd l...The man in black let out a cold snort and angrily said, "You still dare to be stubborn We'll see if you bend then!"

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Before his words could even fade, the man in black suddenly vanished into thin air.

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Qin Sang was greatly surprised. In the blink of an eye, the black-clad man had truly vanished from his sight.

Qin Sang had never encountered such an opponent. When he sparred with Yang Zhen's disciples at the Wuwei Escort Agency, he could always anticipate their moves with his keen eyesight and handle them with ease. This time, however, his eyes didn't seem to work as well.

This man in black could disappear under his very nose. Even if he wasn't a mysterious cultivator, he must be a top martial artist.

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No!

Qin Sang's gaze suddenly narrowed. He still saw a trace of peculiarity; the air in front of him was slightly distorted, and only his eyes could see it.

Qin Sang's consciousness was tossed and turned, but in reality, it had only been a moment.

In the blink of an eye, the distortion in the air spread to Qin Sang's face.

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If Qin Sang attacked now, he could still manage to throw a punch, but the man in black's movements were too erratic. Qin Sang didn't dare take any chances and immediately urged the Yan Luo Banner without hesitation.

"Kill him!"

With a low growl from Qin Sang, Yama burst out of the Yanluo Banner, grinning and charging toward the man in black.

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"Bang!"

The man in black bumped his head on the edge of the bed, lying there motionless. After a moment, Yama, with the soul of the man in black hanging from his mouth, floated out and looked at Qin Sang with a flattering face.

The black-clad man's soul, like Lao Wu's, stood there with vacant eyes, motionless.

However, when Qin Sang took off the masked man's mask, he found that his soul and physical appearance were exactly the same. It was then that Qin Sang realized that Lao Wu was most likely disguised.

Having never encountered such a crisis before, Qin Sang was shaken to his core. He gasped for breath a few times, calming himself slightly, and immediately began asking questions. As expected, the black-clad man's soul would soon become soul mist.

"What is Lao Wu lurking in the Daoist temple for" Qin Sang said with a hurried tone.

The man in black replied expressionlessly, "Keep watch at the ferry and await orders."

It turned out that it had nothing to do with the Taoist temple or herself. Qin Sang felt relieved and asked, "How did you know Old Wu died"

"Today the gatekeeper passed down a mission, and I sent a message to Old Wu via carrier pigeon but didn't receive a reply."

Originally, those pigeons belonged to Lao Wu!

Qin Sang cursed under her breath and pressed, "Who is the gatekeeper What is their mission What kind of people are there in your Jiangshan Lou"

After Qin Sang's relentless questioning, a look of intense surprise flashed across his eyes.

The so-called Jiangshan Building was actually a top-tier assassin organization in the martial arts world. It had a formidable reputation on the rivers and lakes, claiming to have never failed a mission.

The gatekeeper is the link between the Assassin and the Jiangshan Building. The Jiangshan Building assigns missions to the Assassins through the gatekeeper, and assassins rarely contact each other.

This man in black is also an assassin and has been a partner with Lao Wu for many years, lurking together in the Three Witches City.

And the target of this mission is unknown. We need to meet the gatekeeper at dawn tomorrow to find out.

Lao Wu's martial arts weren't top-notch, but his disguise skills were exceptional. He disguised himself as a refugee fleeing disaster and took refuge at the ferry landing as a laborer. One purpose was to monitor the ferry landing, and the other was to wait for Jiangshan Building to issue a mission.

Sometimes, assassins wouldn't have a mission for a year or two. During this time, they would disguise themselves as ordinary people. Lao Wu had lived in the Taoist temple for half a year, but unexpectedly, this formidable assassin died at Qin Sang's hands.

The rivers and lakes suddenly revealed a piece of the iceberg to Qin Sang.

"Besides you and Lao Wu, how many assassins are there in Sanwu City" Qin Sang narrowed his eyes and asked.

"I don't know."

The Jiangshan Building was highly organized, preventing assassins from interacting too much. The two of them only had a single line of contact with their own gatekeepers and were unaware of the missions or whereabouts of other assassins.

That's best!

Qin Sang nodded. He wasn't concerned about who Jiangshan Lou was targeting, but rather whether Qingyang Guan would be implicated. "If you don't go back, will Jiangshan Lou send someone else"

“Yes! The assassin vanished without a trace. The gatekeeper reported it to the Jiangshan Tower, and they will surely send someone to investigate until the truth is revealed.”

Qin Sang frowned, "Who else knows you came to the Taoist temple tonight"

"Goalkeeper."

"Does anyone else know that Lao Wu is undercover at the dock, living in a Taoist temple"

The goalkeeper.

"Will he report it"

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I don't know.

Where does he live

"No. 13, Dizhi Street, Fu Liu Lane, Southern City of Sān Wū,"

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The black-clothed man's soul turned into a wisp of soul mist and was swallowed by the King of Hell. Qin Sang leaned against the wall, holding his head and sat there for a long time. Suddenly remembering something, he lightly ran to the old Daoist and Mingyue's room. Through the window, he saw them sleeping soundly.

Standing there silently for a while, Qin Sang murmured, "Daozhang, Mingyue, I do things alone and take responsibility myself. I won't implicate you."

Then he returned to the room, tidied up things like the King Yama banner, and put on a set of clothes. Nothing else in the room was moved, only a bottle of golden healing ointment prescribed by the old Taoist was taken away.

Finally, the man in black's body was placed on the bed. He felt his arm and found an arrow quiver strapped to it, a soft sword at his waist. There was nothing else.

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The man in black hadn't expected to be instantly killed by Qin Sang. His sword had just been drawn out.

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Qin Sang untied the sleeve arrow. The mechanism of the sleeve arrow was simple, and he quickly understood it. He bound it to his arm and then drew out a soft sword. He picked up an ironwood stick from the corner of the room and inspected every inch of the room up and down. He took out several fire starters and threw them around.

The house was built with a stone frame, and the rest was made of wood, bamboo, and thatch. Outside, there was a large pile of firewood, and the flames quickly caught alight.

"I don't know if this will work to separate the Qingyang Temple."

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Qin Sang let out a soft sigh, waited for the fire to catch, and walked out of the Taoist temple without looking back. He only heard someone shouting "Fire!" when he reached halfway up the mountain.

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Passing by Lao Wu's grave, Qin Sang walked to his tombstone. The flames from the Qingyang Temple had already dyed half of the night sky red. He sighed and said, "Lao Wu, Lao Wu, why did you choose Qingyang Temple"

Since refining the King Yama Banner, Qin Sang had wanted to leave the Taoist temple, but he never expected to leave in this way.

In the woods at the foot of the mountain, a black-clad man's horse was tethered. Qin Sang mounted his horse and galloped straight towards San Wu City.

As Qin Sang galloped his horse, by the time he arrived at San Wu City, the sky was still dim and the city gates were not yet open.

However, because the ferry was busy and trade was thriving, there was a side gate at the south gate of Sanwu City that remained open all night to allow for the passage of goods. Qin Sang hid his sword, staff, and horse outside the city, spent some silver, and mixed in with a merchant to enter the city and head straight for Willow Alley.

It was still early, and there wasn't a single person on the entire Willow Lane.

All the houses in this lane were inhabited by the wealthy, with high walls and vermilion gates. Qin Sang soon found house number Thirteen of the Earth district.

The house wasn't very big. Its outer walls were made of blue bricks, reaching four or five people high, and the gate was firmly shut. burned through the evil spirit's body in the astonished gazes of the crowd, reaching its core and enveloping the white copper piece.>He's really able to steal treasures from evil spirits!Everyone who...