They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

“Smart people.” Wang Hu stroked his chin, staring at the three of them.

Wu Ziyan wasn't flustered at all; instead, she sat down. Chu Qiu stared at her as if asking, "What are you doing?"

Wu Ziyan patted the bench, gesturing for them all to come and sit down, and stared at the real Wang Hu: "Presumably, you must be the younger sister of the drunk man. As for why I say that, look how alike you are, and the people here call her 'Boss,' which confirms my guess."

Wang Hu was taken aback, not expecting the man in front of her to analyze the situation so calmly, even though they were clearly the weaker party. But she then smiled and said, "So what? How can you weak men do anything to us?"

"The life and death of our leader are now in the hands of this weak man you speak of!" Wu Ziyan lazily looked at her fingers, her eyes flashing with cold light, as if she had everything under her control.

Wang Hu shrugged casually: "I've disliked my older sister for a long time, so if you want to kill her, then go ahead."

"But killing one of him will cost you three, so it's still a very worthwhile deal."

Wu Ziyan looked at her again. This woman was indeed not simple. She pretended not to care, but how could she not care? Her slightly moving eyes and trembling lips were trying her best to appear calm. Wu Ziyan reached out and took Chu Qiu's knife, raising it high.

Holding the knife, Wu Ziyan stared at Wang Hu, and the two remained locked in a stalemate. Wu Ziyan's hand was starting to ache. Just as the tip of the knife was about to fall on the woman on the ground, Wang Hu clenched his fist and finally conceded: "What do you want?"

"You've received the letter too. The prefect is going up the mountain, and the princess is on the mountain. You're all doomed. You either surrender or die!"

"How can you be so sure? What if the prefect doesn't want to save the princess?" Wang Hu's eyes were still fixed on Wu Ziyan, afraid that he would drop his knife.

“Because he is the princess.” Wu Ziyan raised her knife and pointed it at Han Yuxiu. Han Yuxiu was stunned, his lips moved but he didn’t know what to say.

Wang Hu then looked Han Yuxiu up and down. This person is a princess? Well... barely.

Wang Hu had long heard rumors that the princess had come to their territory, but he had never seen her in person. He never expected that his good sister would actually kidnap him and bring him up the mountain. This was going to be a difficult situation.

She waved for everyone to leave, and after making sure no one was around, she took out a waist tag with the character "武" (Wu) written on it. It was a wooden tag with red characters on a background. She said to Han Yuxiu, "Master, Wang Hu, the Red-Letter Assassin of the Holy Martial Division, pays his respects!"

This sudden reversal caught them off guard. Just moments ago they were facing each other with knives and guns, threatening each other's lives, but now they're on the same side in the blink of an eye!

Wu Ziyan was speechless, but wait, how did she know they were telling the truth? What if they were just using the princess's name? Or had they already discussed it with Mo Baiyun beforehand?

Goodness, this little Yun'er is more shrewd than me, isn't she? She knew I'd meddle in this kind of thing?

Han Yuxiu stared at Wu Ziyan, unsure whether to accept the token or not. Wu Ziyan nodded, and Han Yuxiu took it, pretending to be a princess: "Get up."

Wu Ziyan tentatively asked, "Do you know Diao Xiao?"

"That's our leader, but how did you know? It means you're the Fourth Princess, right?" Both sides were speaking in cryptic terms.

The reason he was able to accurately identify her was because Wang Hu had been secretly observing the group when they came up the mountain. He had also read Diao Xiao's letter, which did not describe the princess's appearance in detail. However, the basic quality of an assassin is to accurately identify people!

He deliberately took out the sign to test the waters, and seeing the way everyone was looking at Wu Ziyan, he was certain that she was the princess.

Wu Ziyan laughed heartily, but Chu Qiu frowned, pointed at the foreigner's knife, and asked, "Then what's the deal with this enemy's knife!"

Seeing Chu Qiu's unfriendly gaze, Wang Hu knew that this item must have some connection to him, so he carefully replied, "I got it from a merchant. My sister thought it was pretty, so she kept it."

Wu Ziyan asked several more questions, such as why her sister wasn't a member of the assassin organization, why she massacred innocent civilians, why she didn't report the serious flooding, and why she colluded with the government to take bribes, etc.

Wang Hu answered all the questions. It turned out that the Empress had planted people here long ago to secretly monitor their every move. On the one hand, they were to check the government and find loopholes in the account books, and on the other hand, they were to find those disloyal people who were secretly colluding with the enemy.

Wang Hu's sister, Wang Hu, was indeed a genuine bandit, but she didn't indiscriminately kill innocent people; she just amassed wealth. However, she couldn't control the integrity of her subordinates.

Chu Qiu snorted coldly. He had clearly seen everything, but he couldn't interrupt the conversation. At that moment, Wang Hu woke up on the ground.

A messenger arrived from outside, his tone extremely anxious. He even tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground as he ran into the door: "The government officials are here, with an army. They'll be here in about ten miles."

Wang Hu rubbed his head: "Damn it, let's do it!"

She stared at the people sitting around her, the scene quite harmonious. Somewhat bewildered, she said, "Tiger! These people aren't good; they're colluding with the government to harm us!"

"Big sister, don't be impulsive, think things through!" [Can't you see the current situation?] Wang Hu was truly helpless with his older sister.

Wu Ziyan suddenly placed a knife against Wang Hu's neck: "Now you're the only variable. Do you want to live or die?"

"Tiger! You! You're also a government official!" Wang Hu stared at Wang Hu.

Wu Ziyan shook her head. She was indeed stupid. She said, "I am that princess. If you submit to me now, I will spare your life. If you don't submit, you will die on the spot!"

Chu Qiu and the other stared at Wu Ziyan in disbelief; how could this short and stocky woman say such a thing?

Wang Hu suddenly knelt down: "We are willing to surrender. We were forced into becoming outlaws by the government!"

Wang Hu wanted to put up a fight, but Wu Ziyan's knife was ruthless; it had already cut a shallow wound on her neck.

She could only grit her teeth and kneel down. When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Wu Ziyan looked at Wang Hu. So Wang Hu didn't know her identity. Oh well, even if he knew, would he still call it a secret organization or an assassin?

Wu Ziyan handed the knife to Chu Qiu, her heart pounding. She only trusted the two people beside her and distrusted everyone else. Wu Ziyan whispered a few words to Han Yuxiu, who frowned and asked, "Are you really going to do this?"

Wu Ziyan nodded, but Han Yuxiu was in a dilemma. As a doctor, how could he give them that kind of medicine?

However, he still took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out two pills and gave them to the two of them: "The Heart-Stealing Powder will take effect in five days. If you take the antidote within these five days, you will be fine. But don't even think about killing me to get the antidote. I don't have it. I need to make it myself."