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"I knew you would be here." Liu Zhuang leaned against the courtyard gate with his arms crossed, looking at me meaningfully. "What, is your master not home? Are you all alone?"
I couldn't even be bothered to roll my eyes at him; I just let out a cold snort. Liu Zhuang fell silent, truly annoying.
"A Yao, are you really sure you want to do this?" Liu Zhuang's voice came to my ear, tinged with concern.
I glanced at him, a cold smile curling at the corners of my mouth. My attitude was resolute and left no room for doubt.
Liu Zhuang sighed, knowing that once I made up my mind, even a herd of cattle couldn't pull me back. He just reminded me, "Chang'an is different from other places; the waters run deep here."
I nodded, understanding in my heart. Chang'an, this bustling capital, was fraught with hidden currents and dangers.
"Come on, come on! I heard there's a new teahouse in Chang'an called 'Youjian Teahouse.' The proprietress is a beautiful woman—so alluring!" Liu Zhuang said excitedly, drooling and completely out of sorts.
I shot him a sideways glance but then thought better of it. How could I lure out the rats hiding in the sewers if I stayed cooped up at home?
I stopped in front of a pawn shop. I had been here before with my senior brother when I had just joined the sect. At that time, I was not used to wearing coarse cloth dresses. My senior brother had silently left and pawned his jade pendant to buy me a silk dress.
When my master found my senior brother, he was only three years old, and that jade pendant was the only valuable thing he had.
Later, the first commission I earned as an assassin was used to redeem his jade pendant. My senior brother was such a foolish person; after all these years without me by his side, I wondered if he had been bullied or suffered any losses.
I pushed open the door and entered. The shopkeeper was an elderly man with white hair. When he saw me, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
"Miss, you finally came." The old man's voice was hoarse but carried an inexplicable familiarity.
I was taken aback. "Do you know me?"
"Mr. Zhou and the young lady once came to the shop to redeem a jade pendant. I'm old now; you probably don't remember me."
The old man nodded and took out an exquisite wooden box from beneath the counter, handing it to me. "This was left here by Mr. Zhou ten years ago. He said that if a woman named Yu Yao came looking for him, it should be given to her."
I took the wooden box, my hands trembling uncontrollably, a surge of inexplicable emotions rising within me. I hid my shaking hands in my sleeves, hesitating to open it for a long time.
The leader of the notorious assassin organization, Fireflies, felt a sense of dread facing this small wooden box. What could possibly be inside?
Taking a deep breath, I managed to calm myself slightly before slowly opening the box. Inside was a letter and a jade pendant, with my name written on the letter.
I paused for quite a while before unfolding the letter; Zhou Shuhan's handwriting was still so familiar.
The letter didn’t say much, just one line: "A Yao, by the time you read this letter, I will no longer be in Chang'an, but please believe that we will meet again."
I tightened my grip on the letter and let out a sigh of relief; my hands and feet felt somewhat weak. Thankfully, it wasn't the worst scenario I had imagined.
"Miss, Mr. Zhou is a good man. He helped me greatly back in the day," the old man's voice interrupted my thoughts. "All these years, I've been waiting for you to come; today I finally fulfilled Mr. Zhou's request."
I looked up at him. "What did he help you with?"
The old man’s eyes were filled with gratitude. "Years ago, my son was gravely ill. It was Mr. Zhou who stepped in to help and saved his life."
I felt a stir in my heart; I knew about Zhou Shuhan's medical skills—he had saved many people.
"Do you know which direction he went?"
The old man shook his head. "Mr. Zhou's whereabouts are unpredictable; I'm not sure. But I believe he will return."
I stood up, gripping the jade pendant tightly in my hand; it was the only clue he had left for me.
"A Yao, it seems we still have to continue searching."
Liu Zhuang's voice sounded, his tone much more serious.
I nodded, "Although there aren't many clues, at least we know he's still alive."
As I walked out of the pawnshop, I sensed something unusual. The eyes lurking in the shadows felt like sharp blades piercing my back, creating an invisible pressure.
"A Yao, do you feel it?" Liu Zhuang asked quietly, his gaze alert as he looked around.
"Someone is following us." My voice was calm, my eyes straight ahead, my hand subtly resting on the hilt of my sword.
"Who are these people?" Liu Zhuang frowned.
I shook my head, "I'm not sure, but it's clear that they are very interested in our movements."
We quickened our pace, trying to shake off our pursuers. However, they seemed to be everywhere; no matter where we went, we could feel their presence.
"A Yao, we need to be careful." Liu Zhuang's voice sounded again, "These people might be our old rivals; they won't let us go easily."
"Hmph, just a bunch of rats in the gutter; they wouldn't dare confront us head-on." I scoffed dismissively, speaking absentmindedly.
Having just received a bit of news about my senior brother, I felt quite good at the moment and didn't mind playing around with these sneaky characters.
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