The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 905

Chapter 905: 417 Slaughter in All Directions (2nd update)

Yuan Tang was being chased so frantically that he hardly had a moment to try clearing himself of any suspicions.

Usually, he would have his subordinates with him whenever he went out, but he always came alone when visiting Liu Yisheng, since Liu Yisheng disliked being disturbed. He did not even want to see Yuan Tang himself, let alone his subordinates.

Who would have thought that nothing happened on so many previous visits, yet today he stumbled into trouble?

The assassins were fierce, and each of them was mightily skilled. Yuan Tang was quickly running out of defenses.

At first, the assassins really did only aim to shoot him down, but after repeatedly failing to hit their target, they no longer cared whether there were others in the house or not, and several arrows nearly struck Gu Jiao and Liu Yisheng.

Not wanting to involve the two of them, Yuan Tang bit the bullet, "I’m leaving first!"

With Yuan Tang’s departure, the sounds of the assassination attempt around them indeed started to fade away—it seemed that the chase was following Yuan Tang.

The expression on Liu Yisheng’s face turned very grim.

Gu Jiao didn’t know whether he was recalling something or simply worrying about Yuan Tang’s predicament.

The situation for Yuan Tang was indeed dire; it seemed the attackers had resolved to take a sink-or-swim approach, determined to kill him at all costs.

No matter where Yuan Tang fled, he could feel the relentless pursuit of that group of people.

His martial arts skills, though not comparable to those of the Dragon Shadow Guard, were at least among the top ten in the Chen Kingdom, and he was confident that he could hold his own in a fight against these assassins.

But there was a saying: the few cannot stand against the many.

All routes back to the Imperial Palace were blocked; clearly, the assassins didn’t want him to return to the palace for reinforcements.

"Despicable! If I catch who’s behind this, I’ll flay their skin!"

Yuan Tang had no choice but to escape in another direction.

He didn’t even know how long he had been chased, until nightfall came, until he left the lights of thousands of homes far behind, also until his internal energy was exhausted, and he could no longer flee.

He was surrounded at a deserted street corner.

As the night approached, with a full moon hanging high, the cool and clear moonlight shone coldly on Yuan Tang’s sweat-drenched cheeks, his eyes emitting a sharp and icy gleam.

"Who exactly are you? Who sent you to kill me?"

He asked coldly.

However, no one answered; the more than ten black-clothed assassins simply tightened their grip on their long swords and attacked him without explanation.

With a flick of Yuan Tang’s folding fan, the built-in mechanism activated, unleashing numerous blades that blocked the several long swords aimed at his head.

At that moment, another sword attacked from the side.