Years turn into wind

Chapter 115 Crisis 4 lurks

The explosion reverberated through the Marshal's Mansion like muffled thunder, sending dust rustling down from the rafters. Ling Xiaotian's sharp gaze swiftly scanned the battlefield, revealing that the enemy was not only adept at close combat but also attempting to sow further chaos. He shouted angrily, "Everyone, be on guard! Strengthen our defenses! We must not allow the enemy to break through the inner hall!"

Cheng Yuwei briefly lost her balance in the shockwaves of the explosion, but she quickly regained her balance. A strange smile played across Liu Meiqiu's lips, and she took advantage of the chaos to leap over a low wall and disappear into the shadows. Cheng Yuwei gritted her teeth and quickly gave chase.

In the night, Liu Meiqiu's figure slithered through the darkness like a dragon. Cheng Yuwei followed closely behind, alarm bells ringing in her heart. She knew that if Liu Meiqiu escaped, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Hold!" Cheng Yuwei shouted, her dagger piercing the air, aiming straight at Liu Meiqiu's shoulder. A cold glint flashed in Liu Meiqiu's eyes, and she dodged the blow with a quick movement, narrowly avoiding it. She then swung a palm back at Cheng Yuwei. The two clashed in the darkness, sparks of fire flying everywhere.

"Do you think you can stop me?" Liu Meiqiu sneered, her voice like a ghost.

Cheng Yuwei was still panting, but her eyes were firm: "I won't let you destroy everything he has."

As the two engaged in a fierce struggle, Ling Xiaotian led his soldiers to repel the attacks of the men in black, and the battle gradually stabilized. He heard the sounds of fighting in the distance and immediately realized that Cheng Yuwei was entangled with Liu Meiqiu. His heart tightened, and he quickened his pace and rushed over.

Liu Meiqiu's expression was now utterly distorted, and a layer of cold sweat formed on her forehead. She knew her mission had failed, and her only option was to escape unscathed. Cheng Yuwei, noticing her slight panic, seized the opportunity and pressed forward. Just as she was about to subdue Liu Meiqiu, an arrow suddenly shot out from the darkness, striking Cheng Yuwei in the back.

"Wei'er, be careful!" Ling Xiaotian's voice thundered, and he quickly leaped forward, slashing the arrow away with a single blow. Cheng Yuwei turned around and saw him, her heart warming. But a moment of composure gave Liu Meiqiu an opportunity to unleash a fierce hidden weapon, knocking her to the ground.

"Goodbye." Liu Meiqiu said coldly, and then disappeared into the night in the chaos.

Ling Xiaotian rushed to Cheng Yuwei and anxiously helped her up: "Are you hurt?"

Cheng Yuwei shook her head, her face pale, but her tone remained firm: "She escaped, Xiaotian, we can't let her contact the enemy."

Ling Xiaotian's eyes flashed with a cold light: "She can't get far. I will send people to seal off the entire city and make sure she is brought to justice."

Under the cover of night, the atmosphere inside and outside the Marshal's Mansion remained tense. Ling Xiaotian quickly issued an order, mobilizing all guards in the mansion to block the surrounding streets, leaving no room for any suspicious activity. Every major thoroughfare in the city was filled with sentries, and the origins of the men in black and Liu Meiqiu's whereabouts remained a mystery.

Cheng Yuwei was sent back to the mansion to recuperate. Although she looked exhausted, she was unwilling to rest. She watched Ling Xiaotian's busy back, her heart filled with mixed emotions. At this moment, she knew that war was not only fought on the battlefield, but also involved invisible psychological warfare.

"You should rest." Ling Xiaotian walked into the room, a trace of heartache in his eyes. He reached out and gently stroked her cheek, his voice filled with endless tenderness.

Cheng Yuwei looked up at him, unspoken worry in her eyes: "Xiaotian, our enemy is much more cunning than we imagined. Liu Meiqiu is a bait, the real threat is still in the dark."

Ling Xiaotian nodded, his eyes firm: "No matter how cunning the enemy is, we will find out the truth, protect this city, and protect you." He leaned over and kissed her forehead lightly. At that moment, warmth and determination intertwined in the air.

In the dead of night, Cheng Yuwei lay in bed, her thoughts restless. She recalled Liu Meiqiu's cold eyes before she left, and vaguely sensed a greater power behind her. Just as her thoughts were swirling, a soft sound came from outside the window, and she immediately sat up alertly.

"Who's there?" she whispered, her hand already gripping the dagger.

A secret sentry peeked in and whispered, "Madam, we've captured an informant connected to Liu Meiqiu. He says he has important information for you."

Cheng Yuwei's heart trembled. She quickly put on her coat and followed the sentry to the backyard. There, the lights were dim, and a ragged man was tied to a pillar, looking terrified. Seeing Cheng Yuwei coming, he hurriedly said, "Madam, I know Liu Meiqiu's secret. Please spare my life!"

Cheng Yuwei looked at him calmly: "Tell me your information. If it is valuable, I will naturally spare your life."

The man swallowed, his voice trembling. "Liu Meiqiu is actually Duan Yuxuan's confidant. She has a hidden organization behind her that specializes in intelligence exchange and assassination missions. This time, she infiltrated the Marshal's Mansion not only to pass on information, but also to test your reaction and ensure the smooth implementation of a larger plan."

Cheng Yuwei's heart suddenly sank, realizing that the situation was more complicated than she had imagined: "What plan?"

The man hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Their goal is to create divisions within the Marshal's Mansion and wait for an opportunity to sow discord between you and Marshal Ling, allowing Duan Yuxuan to seize the opportunity and seize the entire Southern Territory."

A little suspense: Can Cheng Yuwei reveal these conspiracies to Ling Xiaotian in time? What will the organization behind Liu Meiqiu do next?