Severed ties and living in a dilapidated house? No worries, the poor thing has a space.

At this moment, although the magistrate had already realized that Fang Yu's target was him, he remained calm and fearless.

He turned slightly to the side and gave the order to the people around him: "Remember, you must capture this man alive! In this way, we can present him to the general as a generous gift to show our loyalty to him."

After saying that, a smug smile appeared on his lips, as if victory was assured.

But in the next instant, the smile on his face, which had not yet fully unfolded, suddenly froze.

Fang Yu, who had just been weaving through the crowd of people fighting each other, suddenly appeared before him silently, like a ghost.

Moreover, the gleaming blade of the dagger was growing larger and larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, so fast that he had no time to react or even shout out.

A dull, short "splat" sound rang out, like the sound of a sharp blade slicing through leather.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely intense stinging pain suddenly struck from the throat and spread rapidly to the limbs and bones.

This pain was like a wildfire, instantly engulfing him completely.

"you!......"

The magistrate struggled to utter a complete word, but after only uttering this one syllable, his throat felt as if it were being blocked by a surging, sweet and metallic liquid.

Instinctively, he immediately reached out and tightly covered his neck, which was gushing blood, his wide-open eyes filled with indescribable shock.

Before the guards could even step forward to stop him, a muffled thud was heard, and the magistrate collapsed to the ground like a piece of rotten wood, lifeless.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to fall into a deathly silence.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, and a suffocating tension filled the air; time seemed to have suddenly stopped flowing.

The guards' movements were frozen in place, as if they had been frozen in place by a spell.

No one dared to utter a sound, for fear of breaking the deathly silence and having a knife drawn to their neck.

Fang Yu wiped the blood from the blade onto the lifeless body of the county magistrate with a blank expression. Her movements were slow and steady, as if this bloody scene was nothing more than a daily occurrence for her.

Once the blade was restored to its original state, she slowly straightened up, like a beautiful flower blooming in a pool of blood, yet exuding a chilling aura.

She slightly raised her head, her gaze sweeping over everyone present, and spoke calmly as if ruling the world: "The magistrate has already been beheaded. Those who do not surrender will die!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Those who were less timid were already terrified, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and the weapons they held clattered to the ground.

Their eyes widened in horror, for in that brief moment, they hadn't even seen how Fang Yu had killed the magistrate.

Only the magistrate's confidant was still putting up a stubborn resistance. He stared intently at the lifeless corpse on the ground, his eyes almost spitting fire.

He suddenly roared and shouted at those who had already chosen to surrender: "The magistrate has always treated you well, and now he has suffered this calamity and died tragically on the spot. Are you just going to stand by and watch?!"

However, to his great disappointment and anger, as soon as he finished speaking, not only did no one respond to his call to pick up their weapons and fight back, but several cowards took two steps back, seemingly wanting to get as far away from the killing as possible.

Seeing this, the confidant's killing intent surged forth instantly. He raised his long sword and slashed fiercely at one of the people who was retreating.

Just as his blade was about to fall, a whoosh was heard, a flash of cold light appeared, and a dart flew like lightning, hitting the long blade in his hand with perfect accuracy.

With a crisp "crack," the longsword snapped in two, while the dart, still carrying considerable force, embedded itself several inches into the ground.

Before his trusted aide could even have a chance to retaliate, Mo Jiu's incredibly sharp knife was already firmly placed against his neck.

At this moment, the outcome was decided, and he ultimately succumbed to defeat.

His trusted aide glanced sadly at the lifeless corpse of the county magistrate lying on the ground, and seemed to have made an important decision in his heart.

He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then suddenly opened them and uttered a few words with difficulty through clenched teeth: "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he decided to commit suicide to die for his lord.

Without Xiao Jingqi even needing to speak, how could Mo Jiu let him succeed? Just as he was about to make a move, Mo Jiu quickly withdrew the knife and swung out a palm with lightning speed, accurately striking the back of his head.

With a muffled groan, everything went black before his eyes, and he fainted.

At this moment, only those who had chosen to surrender remained in the arena; they were all pale-faced and silent as cicadas in winter.

Mo Jiu waved his hand, signaling his men to take all these people away. As the sound of footsteps gradually faded into the distance, the fierce battle finally came to an end.

Xiao Jingqi strode over to Fang Yu's side, a hint of lingering fear still on his face. He asked in a slightly trembling, still-frightened tone, "Are you injured?"

Let alone them, even he himself never expected that Fang Yu's target this time would be the county magistrate.

Fang Yu turned around gracefully, like a fairy dancing, and then calmly replied, "I'm fine. They're just some clowns."

She tilted her head back slightly, her gaze fixed on the deep, inky night sky. The warning sounds of gongs and drums coming from the city gate seemed to continue incessantly, showing no sign of stopping.

However, she knew that time was of the essence and she had to leave as soon as possible. If she did not return home by dawn, her mother and younger sister Xin'er would be extremely anxious and searching for her everywhere.

Therefore, I must get home before dawn no matter what.

Xiao Jingqi listened intently to the incessant warning drumbeats, secretly pondering that the Chi Army attacking tonight was probably not just a simple test.

However, given the current critical situation, Fang Yu absolutely cannot remain in this perilous city.

Therefore, he made a quick decision and spoke first, saying, "I will immediately send someone to escort you safely out of the North Gate."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a composed smile.