Chapter 102 (1/2)
Chapter 102
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The man laughed for a short while. Seeing that no one responded, he laughed two more times before stopping. The man suddenly thought of something and said, ”This way. We're almost there…almost there. I just purchased a few female slaves from Xianyang City. They are beautiful and dressed up already. Heh, they are waiting for you, Master.”
The footsteps stopped right beside where Chu Qiao was hiding. Her body stiffened. Holding the dagger in her hand, she took a slow, deep breath and frowned.
A low voice drifted over. The man had seemingly caught a cold. His voice was hoarse and nasal. ”Xianyang City?”
”Yes,” the man laughed. ”Heh, Master. You know that the Xia people have laxer restrictions on slaves. As for the price, heh, it's cheaper than in the Tang Empire. A while back, Cui Sima from the Secretary Office went to Xianyang City to run some errands. He picked these slaves for me. Master, do you want them?” The master thought for a long while, before saying, ”Let's take a look.”
The official felt a surge of joy. With a smile on his face, he departed, along with everyone that was following him.
Chu Qiao heaved a sigh of relief. She knew that she had picked the right time to visit, given that there was an important visitor in the house that night. However, she did not know who exactly from Xia could enjoy such royal treatment. Not thinking further, she got to her feet and ran in the opposite direction.
In the darkness, Chu Qiao's movements were like that of a civet cat—light and agile. However, as she prepared to walk through the cloister, she slipped. As she tried to stabilize herself, she realized that she had stepped on some moss.
Did anyone hear me? Chu Qiao's heart skipped a beat as she thought to herself.
Suddenly, a cold voice echoed out, ”Who is that?” The voice was low. In a flash, he had appeared at the other end of the cloister. It was the master of few words!
Chu Qiao held her dagger tightly. She took a deep breath, frowned, and remained silent. The young master, seeing that she did not utter a word, gave a cold laugh. With a leap, he took two steps upwards, scaling the pillar. He grabbed the pillar with one arm, and leapt onto the rooftop with the other arm!
The night was pitch-black; the dark clouds shrouded the moon. In the darkness, the man appeared tall and upright. His sleeves fluttered in the air as the wind blew, giving off a sinister and menacing aura.
Chu Qiao's eyelids twitched, anger filling her heart. She knew that waiting would give time for the enemy's reinforcements to arrive. Without further ado, she jumped in the air, waving her dagger. The enemy did not say anything, grabbing her arm with ferocity. His other arm came flying towards Chu Qiao's neck with unrivalled speed!
Chu Qiao, aware of the situation, arched her back to avoid the enemy's blow. With a rear somersault, she landed on the ground, away from the enemy. In a flash, the two of them landed another blow on each other's shoulder. With a thud, she felt pain in her shoulder. She kicked towards the enemy with force, missing his vital points and making contact with his leg instead. Their shins collided, causing a numbing sensation in both their legs. They took steps back, staring coldly at the opposite party.
Sounds of footsteps approached from the other side. Evidently, the guards earlier on had turned back. Chu Qiao cursed to herself in her heart. She did not expect to meet such an exponent in this residence. If she was surrounded, she would die an inevitable death.
In the blink of an eye, she struck at her enemy again. Her actions were swift, ruthless, and carried murderous intent! The enemy was not one to be merciful either. With another cold laugh, he threw the thing he was holding in his hand towards her.
Chu Qiao was stopped in her tracks. Before she could call the enemy out for his underhanded tactics, he dashed swiftly in front of her, grabbing hold of her wrists and inching his body closer.
Chu Qiao replied with a cold look. With a bizarre twist of her body, she somersaulted, her left leg landing on the man's shoulder forcefully. The man grunted and puffed, his alcoholic breath landing on Chu Qiao's face. The man was unfazed by this blow. With a stride, he grabbed Chu Qiao's waist. However, due to the moss on the rooftop, the both of them slipped and fell towards the ground! The cloister was neither high nor low, about three meters up. If they were to fall, even if they did not die, they would be heavily injured.
The two of them, with telepathic chemistry, let go of one hand to support themselves on the rooftop. At this instant, the man kicked out, suppressing Chu Qiao's legs. As she was about to retaliate, the man inched forward with a somersault, aiming his fists at her chest!
Chu Qiao was shocked. She raised her other leg, staring at the man viciously. She swore that if the man continued his assault, he would never raise his head up as a man in future!
As expected, the man guessed Chu Qiao's intentions. He retreated, changing his posture! Two thuds echoed out in the night. A wave of acute pain hit the both of them!
The man's hand landed viciously on Chu Qiao's shoulder, while Chu Qiao's leg made forceful contact with the man's calf. The dagger flew out of her hand and landed on the slanted roof of the cloister, slipping onto the ground with a crisp sound.
Chu Qiao got to her feet. Before she had steadied herself, a gust of wind blew onto her face. Chu Qiao raised her eyebrows and kicked at her assailant, thinking that he would dodge her blow. Unexpectedly, he actually absorbed the impact of the blow, without making a sound. The man dashed forward, reached out a single hand, and grabbed at Chu Qiao's chest!
At that instant, both of them were stunned! It felt soft. Although it was not big, but it felt abnormally elastic and good to the touch! The man suddenly realized the gender of the assassin in front of him. He was shocked, and suddenly forgot his movements, then restrained his hand.