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Chen Tanyan took a deep breath and stood up. He walked to the window, looked at the bright moonlight outside and said, "It's getting late, everyone go back and rest. There are still many things waiting for us to do tomorrow."

His voice was calm but revealed determination.

The family members stood up, said goodbye and returned to their own rooms.

Chen Qiyu lay in bed but could not fall asleep for a long time. His heart was full of excitement and expectation. He knew that the burden on his shoulders was heavier, but he also believed that he could definitely take on this responsibility and fight for the honor of the family.

Chen Shuyin also fell asleep sweetly in her mother's arms, with a satisfied smile on her face. She dreamed of playing with her elder brother, and the scene was warm and beautiful.

As the night deepened, the Chen Mansion also fell into silence.

However, this tranquility contains infinite hope and expectation waiting for the arrival of a new day.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight is silvery and the stars are sparse. In the woods, there is silence.

Only the rustling of leaves in the breeze and the occasional chirping of insects broke the silence. Zhou Jianghe leaned against a thick tree trunk, his face pale, the sweat on his forehead gleaming in the moonlight, and he was obviously trying his best to suppress the pain from his injuries.

Behind him were eleven equally exhausted and wounded knights. They were either sitting or lying down, seizing the opportunity to recover their strength.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood and the fragrance of earth, which was the unique scent after a fierce battle.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the forest. Zhou Jianghe raised his head alertly and saw a group of men in black approaching quickly from all directions, with the long swords in their hands flashing coldly in the moonlight.

Zhou Jianghe's heart sank, but he still maintained the dignity and calmness of a prince, with a sneer on his face: "My father is so cruel, is he going to kill me so soon?"

The men in black did not answer. They quickly surrounded Zhou Jianghe and his knights like well-trained machines. Zhou Jianghe could clearly feel the murderous intent emanating from them, which made him tighten his grip on the sword in his hand.

However, Zhou Jianghe and his knights had just experienced a fierce match and their physical strength was exhausted. Although they were brave, they seemed powerless at this moment.

The men in black did not give Zhou Jianghe and his men much time to breathe. Almost as soon as Zhou Jianghe finished speaking, they launched an attack. The sound of the long sword breaking through the air echoed in the night sky. Zhou Jianghe tried his best to resist, but his movements were obviously much slower than usual.

A man in black swung his sword at Zhou Jianghe, he dodged sideways, but was still cut on his left arm by the sharp blade. Blood immediately stained his sleeves red, dripping onto the soil, blooming into enchanting blood flowers.

Zhou Jianghe endured the pain and swung his sword to fight back, but his strength was obviously insufficient, and several attacks were easily resolved by the man in black. At the same time, his knights were also fighting fiercely with the man in black, but they were also defeated due to lack of physical strength.

Another man in black rushed towards Zhou Jianghe. He raised his sword to block, but was knocked back by the opponent's force. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his right leg. He looked down and found that a man in black had attacked him from the side while he was not prepared, and cut his right leg.

Zhou Jianghe staggered a few steps and barely stood firm. He looked around and found that his knights were also injured and fell to the ground, and had lost their fighting ability. He himself was also covered with wounds, his limbs were cut and bleeding.

At this moment, Zhou Jianghe was like a trapped beast, unwilling but powerless to resist. He watched the man in black approaching step by step, his heart filled with helplessness and despair. He knew that tonight would be the end of his life.

The moonlight sprinkled on Zhou Jianghe's bloody face, and his eyes gradually dimmed. The man in black did not give him any chance to breathe and launched another fierce attack. Zhou Jianghe swung his sword to resist, but was still hit in the left arm by the sword, and blood gushed out.

Zhou Jianghe groaned in pain, lost his balance, and fell heavily to the ground. The men in black had no intention of stopping, and one of them pointed his sword at his throat, ready to end his life.

Zhou Jianghe closed his eyes and waited for the final moment.

Just when Zhou Jianghe was in danger and the man in black was about to kill him, suddenly, a long sword came through the air, like a meteor across the night sky, with a fierce momentum that instantly blocked the fatal attack of the man in black. The man in black was shocked by this sudden force and his offensive was immediately stagnant.

The man in black turned his head and saw a figure slowly walking out from the depths of the woods. Under the moonlight, the man's face was clear. It was Chen Qiyu, a rising star in the martial arts world. He held a long sword, his eyes were like torches, and his martial arts skills were clearly revealed.

The leading black-clad man took a deep breath, calmed himself, and took out a golden token from his bosom, and shouted loudly: "We are here on the orders of the emperor to eradicate the rebels. Chen Qiyu, please don't meddle in other people's business, or you will get into trouble!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Qiyu sneered, his eyes revealing disdain and determination: "Oh? The emperor's order? So what? If I kill you all, no one will know."

After hearing this, the black-clothed people were immediately furious. They were proud of their martial arts and their large numbers, so how could they have ever been provoked like this? One of them roared, and rushed towards Chen Qiyu with his sword. Chen Qiyu moved his body, swung his sword lightly, and easily blocked the attack.

"Boy, you are too arrogant!" Another man in black roared, swinging his sword at Chen Qiyu. Chen Qiyu's figure was graceful, like a ghost, moving freely among the men in black. His swordsmanship was as fast as lightning, and every time he swung his sword, a man in black fell down.

Although the black-clad men were numerous and powerful, they were powerless to resist Chen Qiyu like lambs to be slaughtered. Chen Qiyu's long sword was like the sickle of the god of death, constantly reaping the lives of the black-clad men. His figure flickered in the moonlight, and every time he appeared, a black-clad man fell.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, and the men in black used all their strength to try to save the situation. However, Chen Qiyu was too powerful, and his swordsmanship had reached the level of perfection. Every time he swung his sword, he hit the flaws of the men in black just right, leaving them unable to fight back.

As time went by, the number of men in black gradually decreased, but Chen Qiyu became more and more courageous. His sword was already stained with blood, but his eyes were still as sharp as a knife.

Finally, when the last man in black fell, the whole forest regained its tranquility. Chen Qiyu put away his sword and looked at the corpses on the ground. There was no pity or guilt on his face. To him, these men in black were just the dead souls killed by his sword.

He turned and walked towards Zhou Jianghe, stretched out his hand and helped him up. Zhou Jianghe looked at Chen Qiyu in front of him, his heart full of gratitude and admiration. He knew that if Chen Qiyu had not appeared tonight, he would have become a dead soul under the knife of the man in black.

"Thank you, Brother Chen, for saving my life!" Zhou Jianghe bowed to express his gratitude.