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The Wutong Courtyard was as big as an independent house. Originally, according to Old Madam's instructions, Shadow Thirteen and Shadow Six were the personal guards of her little grandson, so they could just stay in the Wutong Courtyard. However, this was inconvenient to secretly cause trouble, so the two of them moved to Xixia Garden on the grounds that it was inconvenient for men other than them to live in the same courtyard as their master.

In Xixia Garden, the two of them had changed into night clothes with Jiang Hai. Qing Yan and Yue Gou had changed into two sets of ordinary pageboy clothes.

Previously, they could still infiltrate the State Preceptor Hall, but now that Ah Wei had been captured, the security of the State Preceptor Hall would definitely become tighter. The possibility of them sneaking was not high, so they could only sneak in openly.

You brought everything? Qing Yan reminded him.

Jiang Hai nodded. He looked at Yue Gou and Shadow Thirteen.

Shadow Thirteen said, I have nothing to bring. He was an assassin. Other than a sword was his life.

Shadow Six, who was not allowed to go with him, muttered bitterly, I really don't have to go? I'm very powerful.

Stay behind and protect Young Master, Shadow Thirteen said.

Shadow Six took out a mahogany mirror he carried with him and looked at himself. Alright, I heard that moonlight can also tan people.

Shadow Thirteen:

Everyone:

It was a custom to leave Shadow Six behind. Originally, when they were in the Great Zhou, if it wasn't for the fact that they were in a hurry, they would have staggered the mission. At least one of them would be left to protect Young Master.

Shadow Thirteen really didn't think too much about it. Even if Shadow Six was black he was quite cute. Shadow Six, who was quite cute, stared fixedly at the dark beauty in the mirror as he waved at them. Go ahead and come back quickly.

The few of them left Xixia Garden and got into the carriage parked at the door.

This carriage was a single horse carriage that Shadow Six and Shadow Thirteen had bought after meeting in West City. It was a superior thousand-mile horse. Tonight, they had added a similarly superior horse to carry more weight.

The men placed the satin and clothes that Yu Wan had bought into the carriage. The carriage was pitch black, and so were the little black eggs. If they did not open their eyes, they would simply become one with the night.

Qing Yan and Yue Gou sat in the outer carriage while Jiang Hai and Shadow Thirteen hung themselves under the carriage. However, Qing Yan did not know if it was his imagination, but the horse seemed to be having a hard time walking. Were the few experts who knew qinggong really that heavy?

In the carriage, the three little black eggs blinked adorably.

The carriage drove to the back door of the State Preceptor Hall at a speed that was within its capabilities.

Who is it? A guard walked forward warily.

Qing Yan took out a pair of cards and said politely, From the satin shop. We sent the materials and clothes that Lord Wan Feng wanted overnight.

The guard looked at the cards and used his scabbard to lift the curtain to look at the clothes inside. He called his companion over suspiciously. Go and report to Lord Wan Feng that the people from the satin shop are here.

His companion nodded and left. It was no wonder that they were so vigilant. It was really because the State Preceptor Hall had just caught a thief. If they let the unknown person in now, then they really could not continue working as guards.

His companion came with Wan Feng.

The guard bowed to Wan Feng. Lord Wan Feng.

Wan Feng was young, but his status was not low. He looked at the person in the carriage indifferently and said, It's what I want. Why? Do I have to come and get it myself?

The guard said respectfully, That's not what I meant. The State Preceptor has ordered that the entire hall is under martial law. I'm also considering the safety of the State Preceptor Hall.

Wan Feng waved his hand. Alright, let them send it in.

Yes. The guard moved aside.

Qing Yan drove the carriage into the State Preceptor Hall.

Shadow Thirteen and Jiang Hai restrained their auras the entire time and did not let anyone notice their existence. Of course, it was also because of Wan Feng that the guards did not investigate this carriage thoroughly. Otherwise, no matter how much they restrained their auras, if one crawled under the carriage to take a look, they would still be able to see them.

Wan Feng had his own courtyard in the State Preceptor Hall. He brought the carriage over. As he had guessed that the people from the satin shop were them, Wan Feng had already sent the servants out before he went to the back door to pick them up.

No one's here. Come out! Wan Feng said.

Shadow Thirteen and Jiang Hai came out from under the carriage. Wan Feng originally thought that it was only Jiang Hai, but when he saw Shadow Thirteen, he was stunned on the spot.

A half-sacrificial soldier?

It was unknown if he was surprised by their additional companion or if this companion was actually a half-sacrificial soldier.

Sacrificial soldiers could not be called complete people. They were only a tool to kill. When the tool became a defective product, the only fate waiting for them was destruction or abandonment.