Not long after the guard arrived, the Yanfeng Army, who was responsible for maintaining public order, quickly blocked the area.

For safety reasons, although Lin Chi wanted to stay outside for investigation, he was forcibly "escorted" back to Yanfeng Palace by Shen Wenchong and several other guards.

As for the subsequent investigation results, they were reported to him by members of the Guard:

"Lord, we checked the personal belongings of these assassins and found no one to prove their identity. But judging from the color of the skin, it should be from the Sand City."

"In other words, Huangsha City has also set its sights on me." Lin Chi blinked.

"No, it's not certain yet." The short guard in gray clothes said quickly: "The situation in Huangsha City is quite special, and this may not be a signal of invasion."

“How to say it?”

After Lin Chi asked the question, the guard lowered his head: "The environment in the deserted city is harsh and only a small number of people can survive. Therefore, many people left their hometowns and were scattered in almost all territories."

"Well, and there are many assassins there..." Shen Wenchong's face was gloomy: "Among the residents who came out of the deserted sand city, a large number of people became assassins. I heard that they have established dozens of assassin organizations, and one of them is the most famous organization called the 'Brothers'."

"So, these assassins may have been hired by others to kill me." Lin Chi smiled.

"Yes, and this is very likely." The short guard nodded: "Although the assassins of the Sand City are notorious, they have not invaded other territories in more than ten years. However, the previous lord once said: 'Beware of the kingdoms in the desert'..."

"I think his 'beware' should be something else." Lin Chi said thoughtfully.

After listening to the guard's report, Lin Chi breathed a sigh of relief on the cold metal throne.

——Your whereabouts should not be revealed so easily. Since the assassins have found the lord's position so easily, there must be an insider in Yanfeng Palace.

This time, the assassin must have been hired by "that person". However, the assassins' actions were somewhat abnormal.

After the guard who had just reported the situation left, Lin Chi and Shen Wenchong were the only ones left in the main hall. Looking at the loyal guard standing beside him, Lin Chi whispered:

"Don't you think those assassins are weird?"

"Young Master, I did notice the abnormality." Shen Wenchong said: "As the assassins of the Sand City, they are really unprofessional."

"I think these people are just bait." Lin Chi said his inference: "It is better to say that they are sending out a signal that someone intends to assassinate the lord."

"You're more careful recently." Shen Wenchong's expression was very serious: "I'll protect you in close proximity all day."

"Don't be too nervous, Shen Wenchong." Lin Chi smiled and said, "I don't die that easily."

At present, the soldiers of the Yanfeng Army are searching for "guests" in the deserted sand city in the city. No matter what the assassins plan to do, they should take action within these few days.

What I have to do now is to wait for the poisonous snake lurking in the dark to reveal its fangs, and then simply and neatly deal with the other party.

...

"Okay, okay, I'm so old and can't survive outside..."

Some stiff sings of flames kept echoing in the dirty alley. An old lady in ragged and dark skin knelt on the ground and begged the soldiers to raise their hands. Next to the trash can, there were still potatoes that were half gnawed.

Faced with the old man who was scavenging scattered in the suburbs, the two soldiers were also a little reluctant, but since they received the order, they still had to complete it with due diligence.

"Stand up, Yanfeng City is driving out outsiders, you must leave." The soldier said coldly.

They had just received instructions to expel all the residents from the Sand City from Yanfeng City. Although they didn't know what happened, as soldiers, there was no need to ask for the reason for issuing the order.

"Please..."

The old lady who was picking up the scavenger knelt on the ground and begged, and her right foot should be empty. Seeing that the other party had one foot missing, the two Yanfeng soldiers looked at each other, walked forward one left and one right, and raised the old man:

"We will send you out," the soldier said.

"I don't want to leave..."

The old lady who had lost one leg was still begging. The two soldiers soon realized that her body was extremely thin and it was enough to only need one person to support her.

Perhaps because of long-term hunger, the old man's body was very "light" and the soldier could easily hold her upper arm with one hand. The two ignored the old man's words and continued to take the outsider toward the city gate.

"I have been doing business here for more than ten years, why should I drive me away?"

A woman with bronze skin on the street cursed with her waist on her back, and three soldiers were surrounding her, preparing to take compulsory measures. Yanfeng City, which had just been quiet for less than two days, seemed to be in chaos again.

When passing by a group of passers-by, the two soldiers who were supporting the old man heard the whispering voices in the crowd:

"Have you heard about it? The attacks on the commercial street..."

"It seems that someone is going to assassinate the lord, right? He hired the assassin from Huangsha City."

"What a joke, why did the lord appear there? It must be in Yanfeng Palace."

After hearing the voices of these people, the old man was shaking his body, and he was shaking even harder. She coughed and questioned the two soldiers who were "going away" her:

"Just because of this... I want to drive me away. Do you think I am like an assassin? Ah? Look at my hands, can you really hurt people?"

"Sorry." The soldier holding the old man's arm lowered his head: "This is an order."

"You can come back in a few days." said another soldier next to him.

Having said that, both soldiers knew very well that what they were saying was just a rhetoric to comfort the old man. Since the assassination of the lord had already occurred, in order to prevent the assassin from assassinating again, these migrants in the deserted city in the city should have been permanently expelled.

"I want to... drink water." The old lady said tremblingly.

"Not now." The soldier refused her request.

"Please let me drink some water, I'm going to die of thirst..." The old man's weak body spasmed slightly, and he kept coughing with his back arched.

“…”

Seeing that the old man seemed to be dying, the two soldiers discussed in a low voice, came to the nearest wooden house, and knocked on the wet wooden door.

"Is anyone?"

About five seconds later, the wooden door opened inside, and the figure that appeared in front of the three was a very suspicious figure:

"Is there anything wrong..." A low male voice came from under the other party's hood.

The man was wearing a black cloak, with a strange big mask on his face, only a pair of blood-stained eyes were exposed.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" one soldier asked in confusion.

"This is...my hobby, hehe." The guy smirked, as if he was trying to cover up the truth.

Seeing that the residents in the house were extremely strange, the two soldiers who originally wanted to find water for the old lady put the old lady next to the door and let her body lean against the exterior wall of the wooden house.

"Please take off the things on your face, we need to check it out."

While speaking, the soldier pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword. Another soldier next to him immediately stepped forward and strode into the living room of the room.

Compared with the suspicious homeowner, the layout of the house is very normal, including ordinary wooden tables and chairs, as well as several porcelain bottles placed on the wooden table.

However, the faint bloody smell in the house still made the two soldiers feel a little strange.

"Please come in and sit down." The man with a hood laughed.

"Take off your hood immediately, hurry up." The soldier urged.

Facing this strange homeowner, the two soldiers had begun to lose patience. They drew their swords at the same time, alertly observing the suspicious person's hand movements.

"Please calm down, I'm really not a bad person!" The man hurriedly raised his hand to surrender, indicating that there was no weapon hidden in his hand: "I'm just an ordinary resident, really."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

A soldier finally lost his patience and reached out to pull off the mask from the other person's face.

Dong!

A muffled sound from behind caused the two soldiers to turn back suddenly.

Then, their eyes immediately widened:

The old lady who had lost her right leg had stood up at some point. She was leaning against the door, with a kind smile on her wrinkled face.

Before the two soldiers could do other moves, the back of their necks suddenly became hot, their bodies suddenly lost their strength, and their five senses began to disappear quickly.

At the last moment when the senses remained, they seemed to hear the voice of the "old man":

"Yan Fengjun is really..."

“Too weak.”

The old lady said as she raised her right hand and waved it, and instantly "transformed" into the shape of a young woman. The brown light leather armor wrapped around her body outlined a pretty good figure.

Looking at the two soldiers who were pierced by silver needles and unable to get up, she showed a contemptuous smile on her wheat-skinned face:

"Don't they care about recruiting soldiers? How can such a womanly kind guy become a soldier?"

"It is precisely because of this that our plan can be so smooth..."

The suspicious person wearing a hood said, pulling off the mask from his face, revealing a pothole, like a pale face soaked in strong sour:

"When will it be done? We will solve it as soon as possible for the employer to do it."

"Before the next night, the Lord of Yanfeng City will move in the head." The young woman with four braids on her head laughed out loud and kicked the two unconscious soldiers with her feet.

"If it weren't for you to increase the difficulty, you should have done it just now." The disfigured man sighed.

"The Yanfeng Army is indeed a waste, but their guards are not rookies. You can see the actions of the man in white, right? We are not his opponents at all." The young woman shook her head: "Don't worry, as long as the ceremony is completed, we will get a chance."

"After the low-level assassins you hired took action, the lord's guard must be more severe." The man stretched out his burning right hand and touched the hole in his face: "It could have been solved more quietly, and it was necessary to increase the difficulty."

"Ha, this is the real 'assassin'!"

The wheat-skinned woman laughed and looked at the two poor people who couldn't afford to fall down: "No matter what you think, I want to be famous in history!"
To be continued...