My game even includes ancient times

Behind him, He Shi, who had been lying quietly on the ground with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at the wreckage of the table in front of him, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and his eyes grew brighter and brighter, like the moon reflected in a spring, shimmering with light.

The four men fighting downstairs also heard the loud noise and looked up at the same time.

Wei Buyu shouted, "Xu Ke, what's going on?!"

Xu Ke's voice came from upstairs: "There's more than one child in this house, there's someone else hiding in the shadows!"

Chu He paused, thinking of the mysterious person who had sent him the message.

Had he been following me all along? And I hadn't even noticed...

However, he most likely has no ill intentions towards him or He Shi, and with him around, He Shi should be safe.

Thinking of this, Chu He relaxed and, taking advantage of the fact that the people opposite him had not yet recovered, thrust his long sword straight through, nimbly dodging all the parries, and directly piercing Wei Buyu's abdomen.

He slightly turned his wrist, raised the sword blade, and was about to swing it upwards to cleave Wei Buyu's stomach in one fell swoop when a meteor hammer came from his side, its angle tricky and difficult to dodge.

Chu He clicked his tongue, regretfully drawing his sword and sweeping it horizontally to block the powerful attack.

Wei Buyu clutched her abdomen and took two steps back, cold sweat beading on her forehead. She stared intently at Chu He, ignoring her injuries, and continued to grit her teeth and lunge forward.

While a chaotic fight broke out downstairs, the room upstairs remained quiet.

Xu Ke looked around the room several times. Although the surrounding light was dim, the small room had very little furniture and was completely open, so there was nowhere to hide.

"Who is it, come out!"

Xu Ke couldn't help but call out again, but when no one answered, his eyes darted around as if he had thought of something. He suddenly turned around and grabbed He Shi, intending to put the knife to the latter's neck as a threat.

Before he could even finish raising his arm, a tremendous force suddenly acted on Xu Ke's wrist.

With a "crack," Xu Ke's wrist bent at a twisted angle, and the curved knife in his hand fell to the ground.

"what!"

Xu Ke unconsciously loosened his grip on He Shi's hand, and the latter took the opportunity to break free and quickly hide away.

Xu Ke clutched his broken wrist, cold sweat pouring down his face.

The surroundings were quiet, with only the increasingly heavy sounds of fighting coming from downstairs.

After another sharp sound of a weapon piercing flesh, Wei Buyu's pained yet restrained voice suddenly rang out: "Retreat!"

Xu Ke was startled and immediately retreated to the window facing the street. He kicked the window and jumped down, but while he was in mid-air, something suddenly tugged at his foot.

Xu Ke instantly lost his balance and fell face down hard to the ground.

He didn't care about anything else, he clutched his wrist, quickly stood up, and ran away into the distance.

In the lobby on the first floor, Chu He watched the backs of the three people who had fled in a disheveled state. He did not chase after them, but instead used the momentum to climb up to the second floor and rushed into He Shi's room.

He Shi's silhouette was not very clear in the darkness, standing quietly in the corner of the wall.

"How are you? Are you hurt?"

Chu He stepped into the room, looked around, and his gaze settled on the wide-open window.

He Shi shook his head, then, thinking that Chu He might not be able to see, said, "I'm fine, I just tripped and fell."

Chuhe walked to the table and lit a candle. The dim candlelight gradually brightened, and the scene in the room came into clear view.

Looking at the corpse dressed as a waiter lying beside the bed, He Shi's pupils suddenly contracted: "This isn't..."

Chu He, however, seemed to have expected this. He didn't even glance at the corpse, but pulled He Shi to the table to examine his injuries.

Seeing that he was indeed alright, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Where is that senior?"

He Shi was taken aback.

What senior?

Judging from his tone, he wasn't talking about the person who broke in and tried to kill him. So, was he talking about a deity...?

He quickly realized what was happening and pointed to the window: "They left through the window."

"Where is the person who wanted to kill you?"

"They also left through the window."

"Did that senior go after him?"

He Shi shook his head, his clear eyes filled with doubt: "I don't know, maybe?"

Seeing this, Chuhe stopped asking questions and planned to return to the manor to ask his master who that unknown senior was. He had saved him, and he should repay him in the future.

He Shi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Chu He was no longer asking questions.

Looking back now, Chu He's sudden move to share a room with me must have meant he anticipated an attack in the middle of the night. I wonder how he knew all along.

That's what He Shi was thinking, so he asked the question.

Chu He said, "This inn is the first inn on the street leading into the city. Most people who come into the city choose to stay and eat here. But when we came in yesterday, the inn was empty. Not only was no one eating, but the rooms upstairs were also dark and there was no one there. It's a bit unusual."

"Most importantly, the waiter is agile and has a very stable stance, which means he is obviously skilled in martial arts and quite proficient. Why would someone like that be a waiter? There must be some hidden story behind it. Although it could be a coincidence, a lot of coincidences together definitely indicate a problem."

He gave a general overview of the analysis process, but did not mention the main reason.

If someone hadn't given him a heads-up and kept him on his guard, he probably wouldn't have noticed, or even if he had, he wouldn't have thought much about the details.

But there's no need to tell He Shi more about this.

He Shi nodded thoughtfully. Suddenly, he thought of something and looked up at Chu He: "If the waiter is fake, then what about the real one? And what about the innkeeper, the chef, and the guests? Where did they all go?"

Chu He was taking off his shirt and applying medicine to himself by candlelight when he heard this and paused.

After a moment of silence, he said, "They're probably all dead."

He Shi was stunned.

He stared blankly at Chu He, as if trying to confirm whether what he said was true.

After a long while, He Shi got the answer from the other person's face. He lowered his head, crossed the Chu River, and walked out of the room.

Chu He knew what He Shi was doing. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything to stop him. He just sighed softly and pulled over some fine linen to bandage the wound.

He was seriously injured, with a six-inch-long wound on his chest, the flesh torn open and bloody. His left shoulder was hit by a meteor hammer, not only bruised but also pierced by four or five bloody holes that were constantly oozing blood, making him look extremely ferocious.

Chuhe bandaged the wound on his chest, poured the remaining half bottle of wound medicine onto his shoulder, casually wiped away the blood that had flowed down to his waist, and when he picked up the burlap to bandage it, he realized that one hand was very inconvenient, and he couldn't get it right even after several attempts.

At that moment, a hand reached out from behind, took the strip of cloth from Chu He's hand, and covered his wound.

He Shi has returned.

Chu He turned his head slightly and saw that his face was pale, but his brows were furrowed and there seemed to be sparks of anger flashing in his eyes.