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Upon arriving at the Jiang Family Shop in the Great Zhou, Jiang Han began to consider what would be most suitable to sell next. With the frequent wars in Great Zhou, provisions were essential, and weapons were certainly needed as well. As he thought about this, he touched the inconspicuous folding military knife at his waist. Even if he were captured, he could find a way to escape.
For now, he needed to focus on selling portable food items, which was crucial. He genuinely wanted to start selling some types of biscuits. Not only would they be convenient for soldiers going into battle, but they would also be easy for those traveling long distances to take along while preparing for the imperial examination.
It was just around dusk, and Jiang Han was preparing to close the shop. He couldn't help but notice that Canglan City seemed to share the same time as Great Zhou; he had left Canglan City in the evening, and now it was evening again in Great Zhou.
The surroundings were silent, and there were only three people in the shop: one person was helping to attract customers, another was assisting Jiang Han in organizing goods, and the third was himself. The other two had already gone to rest; at this hour of the day, no one came to buy anything.
Just as he was about to close the Jiang Family Shop and get some well-deserved rest, a masked man wielding a knife approached. The man’s gaze was sharp: "Are you Jiang Han?"
The blade of the Han Dao pressed against Jiang Han's neck. Jiang Han raised an eyebrow: "Who sent you?"
The man sneered and replied, "I won’t tell a living soul anything. If you want to know who sent me, wait until you're dead and let your soul track down the answer!"
With that, the long knife sliced a thin line across Jiang Han's neck. Jiang Han coldly laughed: "Are you a Dead Man?"
If that were the case, there was no need to spare him! Jiang Han had initially hoped to extract some information from this person, but if he was indeed a Dead Man, it would be entirely pointless. A Dead Man took on assassination missions with a resolve to die—either they died or returned with Jiang Han's head.
Jiang Han couldn't be bothered to argue with him; he discreetly opened the folding military knife hidden in his sleeve. He hadn't expected that this tool would come into play so quickly. Just as the man prepared to swing his long sword, Jiang Han seized his military knife and thrust it fiercely into the man's abdomen.
The pain caused the Dead Man to lose grip on his long sword.
The sound of the longsword clattering to the ground was accompanied by the man's roar. Seizing the moment while he was bent over, Jiang Han took out a spray can and aimed it at the man's face. Inside the spray can, Jiang Han had replaced the contents with chili pepper extract.
The man felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and blood continued to flow from his abdomen, causing him to collapse to the ground, rolling in agony. Jiang Han picked up the fallen longsword and pressed it against the man's neck.
"I'll give you one last chance. Though you Dead Men are tough on the outside, if you're willing to tell me what I want to know, I might spare your life."
The commotion inside made those outside feel tense.
"Your Majesty, someone has broken into Young Master Jiang's Jiang Family Shop!"
While others may not have sensed it, the Shadow Guards could tell from their keen instincts and familiarity with the scent of blood that someone inside had been seriously injured.
After the Shadow Guard spoke, Su Qianxue anxiously urged, "You must go in and save Jiang Han! If he loses even a single hair, I won't let you off!"
Receiving the command, the Shadow Guard swiftly entered the Jiang Family Shop. However, upon facing the scene before her, she was momentarily stunned.
Jiang Han's eyes were cold and fierce, radiating an unmistakable aura of lethal authority. "Who sent you?"
The man lying on the ground had already lost his life. At this moment, Jiang Han bore no resemblance to a gentle young master; he looked like someone wielding immense power.
This caused the Shadow Guard to jump in surprise. "I was sent by Your Highness to check on your safety. If you don’t believe me, our lady is waiting outside!"
Jiang Han instantly softened his stern expression. "I apologize; I thought another assassin had come for me. Is your lady here to find me or just passing by?"
Implying that it was getting late, he added that if there was nothing urgent, this girl sent to save him could bring her lady in as well.
The Shadow Guard chuckled awkwardly. "She’s here to find you. Should I open the door to let our lady in?"
Seeing that Jiang Han remained silent, she took it as tacit approval. After all, she needed to ensure that His Majesty saw Jiang Han unharmed!
As soon as the Shadow Guard opened the door, Su Qianxue rushed in with her skirts held up, her face filled with urgency and fear as if Jiang Han might vanish at any moment.
"Are you alright?"
She scrutinized Jiang Han closely and only relaxed once she confirmed that he was unharmed.
"Since Jiang Han is fine, what was that bang just now?"
Jiang Han helplessly pointed at the Dead Man lying on the ground. "Someone sent someone to kill me. I'm okay, but he didn't make it."
Su Qianxue clicked her tongue at the Dead Man. "Could it be the Lin family?"
The only people they could think of who held a grudge against Jiang Han were indeed from the Lin family. But that wasn't the main point; Su Qianxue was surprised that Jiang Han was capable of defeating a Dead Man!
The gruesome wound on Jiang Han's neck made her feel a wave of fear.
"You need to get that wound bandaged quickly," she urged.
Jiang Han smiled and waved his hand dismissively.
He actually had some supplies for treating wounds prepared, originally intended for Lin Qingyue. She had been in battles for years and had numerous scars. Recently, he had obtained a bottle of ointment that could remove scars, but instead of delivering it to her, he ended up getting a scare himself.
"Don't worry about me; I'm a merchant, and I have plenty of these kinds of things," he said as he took a black jar off the shelf.
The jar contained a milky-white ointment with a faint fragrance. Jiang Han applied it to his neck based on instinct since he didn't have time to look in a mirror.
However, after just a couple of strokes, Su Qianxue burst into laughter. "It's easy to apply it crookedly; let me help you!"
Without giving Jiang Han a chance to refuse, she carefully dipped her slender fingers into the ointment and gently applied it to his neck. The cool sensation combined with the warmth from her fingertips sent shivers down his spine.
Curiously, Jiang Han asked, "What brings you here so late?"
They were standing very close together, and when his voice brushed against her ear, it felt like a spring breeze caressing her cheek, causing her to quickly withdraw her hand from applying the ointment. "It's done," she said hastily.
To cover up her embarrassment, she cleared her throat. "Ahem, I came to tell you about the Lin family."
According to reliable information, Lin Qingyue and all her Lin Family Army were under strict investigation by the wise emperor. It seemed unlikely that she would be using the Lin family's name to trouble you anytime soon!
Jiang Han chuckled. "So now she's resorted to sending Dead Men to assassinate me?"
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