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Chapter 2839 - 2840: The Turkic King’s Revenge
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Chapter 2839: Chapter 2840: The Turkic King’s Revenge

Zhu Ning’s face changed, losing the confidence she had earlier, and she said with a fierce appearance that belied her cowardice, "Fine, you can try, who’s afraid of whom! With Bai Ruozhu to accompany me in death, it’s worth it!"

"Does the Commerce Association take risks when it comes to Ruozhu?" Jiang Yichun’s eyes carried sarcasm, indeed as expected, not just talking about lifting the Transfer Technique, but also ways to prevent Ruozhu from being implicated. Otherwise, why would Zhu Ning be in such a panic?

On this day, Zhu Ning was much quieter, seeming to be resting with her eyes closed, but clearly she dared not provoke the guards again, yet didn’t want Jiang Yichun to see her weakness, so she simply used this method.

Jiang Yichun returned to the room and explained the situation to Bai Ruozhu, Bai Ruozhu became happy and passed him a small note.

"Achun, get Yizi into the room to set up an array, the kind that blocks spells, I’ll try again." The note read.

"Alright, I’ll tell her."

Jiang Yichun quickly left the room and soon brought Yizi in to start setting up the array.

...

At the city gate of Liuri City, a horse carriage was stopped, and the guards checked the people inside, it was a merchant’s wife who had caught the cold.

"Sir, here are our documents," the merchant handed the Wen Shu over, and slipped a piece of broken silver as well. Recently, Liuri City was still being strictly checked.

"Alright, move along." The guard contentedly pocketed the silver.

The horse carriage gradually moved in, the wheels creaking.

Another guard slightly frowned, "Something doesn’t feel right."

The person in front glanced at the carriage, "It’s old, alright, you’re being overly suspicious."

As the carriage got farther away, the guard suddenly widened his eyes, "Quick, get some people to follow me, there’s someone under the carriage."

"No way?" The guard who took the silver felt a jolt of dread.

"Could be a Turkic person, hurry."

"The Turkic were defeated, they should be hiding by now, coming here is just suicide," the guard who took the silver said, disbelievingly.

The clever guard didn’t waste words, he took four people and chased after them.

They asked around along the way, followed traces, and finally found a place in an alley.

There, the horse carriage was quietly parked, as if nothing was amiss.

The five exchanged glances and cautiously went over, pulling open the curtain.

The previous merchant and the sick merchant’s wife were both inside the carriage, their eyes wide open, but both had a bloodstain on their necks, blood flowing out and staining their collars red.

"Quickly report to the officer!" The guard shouted.

Someone went to inform, and the guard instructed companions not to move the bodies, fearing the destruction of any evidence.

However, the merchant couple’s eyes remained round, uncomfortable for those looking, clearly dying with unfulfilled wishes.

This matter might be related to the Turkic people, so local officials quickly reported to Jiang Yichun.

Jiang Yichun brought Jianqi to the scene, inspecting closely.

"Master, it’s a Turkic curved knife. Look, the middle of the knife wound is deeper, the edges are shallow. With our usual swords or daggers, the wound wouldn’t look like this. And these shoe prints, they’re from deer leather boots," Jianqi said.

"Is it one person then?" Jiang Yichun asked.

Jianqi nodded, "One person, a strong man, judging from the shoe prints, taller than me, probably the Turkic King Qing’an, whom we’ve once fought."

"Could they be seeking revenge on Ruozhu?" Jiang Yichun wasn’t worried, with Ruozhu hiding, King Qing’an wouldn’t be able to find her.

Suddenly his face changed dramatically, "Quickly go back to Zhu Ning!"

Generally, people wouldn’t know that Zhu Ning had cast the Transfer Technique on Bai Ruozhu. However, the Turkic people were clearly colluding with Ma Tongfang, so the news reaching King Qing’an was possible.

Moreover, Ma Tongfang had already sent people to assassinate Zhu Ning once, unsuccessfully, so sharing information with King Qing’an for him to finish the job wasn’t impossible.

Thinking this far, Jiang Yichun sped up considerably.

He felt some regret, as they were temporarily staying in the yard of the Commerce Association, partly because it was spacious, partly thinking that with his presence and so many dark guards, they could protect Ruozhu.

But, the place was too obvious, the opponent needed no effort to find them.

At this moment, inside the yard, Yizi had already set up the array in the room, but in the space, Bai Ruozhu suddenly screamed.

Her arm suddenly hurt intensely, it was Zhu Ning!

She immediately realized, the pain was severe but better than the last time, just as she wanted to write a note to Yizi outside, another pain emerged!

In that brief moment, she already had considerable pain at six spots, making her unable to catch her breath to pick up a pen.

What was happening? Someone was deliberately cutting Zhu Ning?

Outside the room where Zhu Ning was guarded, the ground lay two guards, inside Zhu Ning’s mouth was stuffed, her body covered with bloody cuts.

She felt terrified, shaking her head frantically.

The man looked at her as a wolf from the grasslands would look at prey, sneering, "Torturing you bit by bit is torturing Bai Ruozhu, only that will ease the hatred in my heart. Blame Bai Ruozhu for this."

Zhu Ning was crying from anxiety, regretting using this damned Transfer Technique, thinking she was tormenting Bai Ruozhu, not realizing it was herself who suffered!

Though she didn’t feel pain, the blood was slowly flowing out, and she could feel her body getting colder, at this rate she would surely die!

No, she feared it wouldn’t be blood loss, but being killed by the man in front.

"What? Got something to say?" King Qing’an pulled out the rag from her mouth, "Don’t scream, or I’ll cut your throat," he said, shaking the curved knife in his hand.

"Don’t kill me, I’m one of the General’s people," Zhu Ning hurriedly said.

King Qing’an laughed low, "I know, but you are already a discarded pawn, unable to rescue his son, he can’t wait to chop you into pieces."

Zhu Ning’s heart went cold, if she hadn’t had her acupoint sealed, she would have been shivering.

"I can be yours, directly killing me is too easy for Bai Ruozhu, she ruined your plan, don’t you want to torment her properly?" She quickly said.

"Too troublesome," King Qing’an showed disdain, "No wonder you’re a discarded pawn, such cowardice and fear of death."

He said, slashing again, Zhu Ning didn’t react, or rather, didn’t feel a thing, not having the reaction she would have had.

But she knew he was running out of patience, would he kill her next?

Her voice trembled, "Do you know the greatest insult to Zhongyuan women? It’s ruining their chastity, you can’t find Bai Ruozhu, but I can, no, you and I, she will feel it the whole time, and can’t avoid it, only then will her heart truly suffer."

"Physical pain is nothing, she’s a heroic woman, wouldn’t she be able to withstand it? To truly torment her, you must torment her inwardly," she continued.

King Qing’an was somewhat intrigued, refraining from using the curved knife, squinting at her, suddenly picked her up, and threw her onto his shoulder.

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