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The rules of Shadow Pavilion are strict.

Killer levels are also divided into four levels: A, B, C, and D, with A being the highest.

When assassinating a target person, in order to evaluate the target person, a low-level killer will be sent to test the target first.

The one who came today was probably a Class C killer, and he was killed by Shuwen in one round.

If the people from Shadow Pavilion did not receive the news of the successful assassination, they would soon send more assassins.

Shen Qinglan and Lu Huaizhu were standing on the roof of the inner courtyard at this time, and they could see the situation of the entire Prince Zhan's Mansion clearly at a glance.

In an instant, dozens of figures were seen coming from all directions of Prince Zhan's Palace!

They seemed to see Shen Qinglan and Lu Huaizhu standing on the roof at a glance. Their eyes were filled with murderous intent, and they were heading towards Shen Qinglan and the others with precise aim!

Shen Qinglan stood motionless on the roof. A breeze blew, causing her long hair and dress to flutter in the air.

She casually grasped the longbow behind her, put an arrow on the string and pulled it like a full moon, aiming at the killers rushing towards her.

Lu Huaizhu stood beside Shen Qinglan, but just took out a jade flute and placed it across his lips.

As the killers rushed over, melodious flute sounds rang out!

The killers listened to Lu Huaizhu's flute music and felt that the scene in front of them was changing rapidly!

The bamboo forest on the side seemed to move, blocking their progress and even separating them from their companions!

The assassins from Shadow Pavilion were startled, but before they could react, the guards from the mansion suddenly appeared from behind the bamboo forest and stabbed them in the neck!

When the killers found out that their companions were killed, they wanted to retreat anxiously, but as soon as they stepped back, a sharp arrow pierced their throat!

The assassin whose throat was pierced by an arrow looked up and saw a woman in white standing on the roof, looking at them without any emotion...

This is...Princess Zhan?

In an instant, this group of killers were trapped and killed by Shen Qinglan and his team using a formation!

Before dying, a killer from Shadow Pavilion used up his last bit of strength to fire a flare!

I saw a purple light rising into the sky! There was a dazzling light flashing in the air.

Shen Qinglan and Lu Huaizhu looked at the purple light. Lu Huaizhu put down the bamboo flute in his hand, turned his head to look at Shen Qinglan and said:

"The assassin levels of Shadow Pavilion correspond to different colors. Purple is telling Shadow Pavilion that they need to send out Class A experts, so... this is just the beginning. Are you okay with that?"

When the people from Shadow Pavilion find out that their men have failed to hit the target, they will immediately send out multiples of their men to continue the attack!

And if it is a Class A killer who comes again, it will be even more difficult.

Shen Qinglan chuckled and looked at Lu Huaizhu teasingly, "Cousin, are you not confident in your own formation?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Huaizhu snorted, lifted his flowing bangs, and said proudly:

"I'm not bragging! With my Qimen Dunjia technique, I can even go to the battlefield! If I fight, what will your cheap husband have to do? The title of God of War will probably be mine!"

After a pause, Lu Huaizhu couldn't help but say, "But..."

"Ok?"

"If we provoke the Shadow Pavilion's people to come out in full force to kill you, I'm afraid my formation won't be able to hold them off for long..."

Shen Qinglan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard Lu Huaizhu's words, and slowly said:

"For the leader of Shadow Pavilion, he may not care about the lives of these assassins, but he must care about the cost of training an assassin."

"For every assassin, from level D to level A, Shadow Pavilion spends not only money but also time!"

"Moreover, according to the rules of Shadow Pavilion, if a killer dies, the buyer must pay multiple times the amount of silver as compensation. Even if the Shadow Pavilion Master doesn't care, how much wealth does the Fourth Prince have to be able to afford the compensation?"

A prince who had lived in the Jokhang Temple since childhood and had no support from his maternal family, even if he had some savings over the years, he might not be able to afford it.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Shen Qinglan and the others were not fighting against the assassins from Shadow Pavilion, but the wealth of the Fourth Prince!

As long as they can kill Yingge and make him suffer, and the Fourth Prince can no longer pay, then... they should wait until she fights back.

Not far from Prince Zhan's Mansion, the assassins from Shadow Pavilion were a little surprised when they saw the purple signal.

"It's just killing a powerless woman, how can a B-level killer be so useless?"

A short man, as small as a five or six-year-old child, holding two swords in his hands, spoke sarcastically with some disdain.

"Gopher, have you forgotten that the most taboo thing for a killer is to underestimate his opponent?"

A tall and graceful woman in red clothes leaned against the tree and warned the mole.

"Yan Ji is right. The B-level killers are quite powerful. There were more than a dozen of them, but they were all wiped out. This shows that Princess Zhan has some skills."

A burly man nodded and nodded in agreement to the beautiful girl.

Upon hearing this, the mole curled his lips, touched his two whiskers, and said:

"Brother Yan, what do you think we should do?"

Brother Yan glanced at the fifty or so assassins following behind him and said:

"Let's attack together. We can't give them the chance to split our strength! After we go in, Gopher, you hide for a while and look for an opportunity!"

"Yes! Brother Yan!" the mole responded.

"I seemed to hear the sound of a flute just now. I'm afraid someone knows the art of Qimen Dunjia, so they have to use the sound of the flute to control it. Yanji, you are behind me, use your pipa to interrupt the other party."

"Yes, Brother Yan." Yan Ji smiled charmingly while holding her pipa, and looked at Brother Yan with seductive eyes.

When the mole saw this, he rolled his eyes and cursed inwardly: Bitch!

Brother Yan was the leader among the group, and when the assignment was made, no one objected and they all nodded in agreement.

Soon, under the leadership of Brother Yan, the assassins of Shadow Pavilion moved out together, leaving afterimages in the night sky, and rushed towards Prince Zhan's Palace!

"People are coming..." Lu Huaizhu murmured.

In an instant, dozens of figures rushed into Prince Zhan's palace!

Lu Huaizhu didn't hesitate, he just picked up the bamboo flute and started playing.

Brother Yan and the others only saw that the original Prince Zhan’s Palace seemed to disappear in an instant!

Instead, it seems like a vast prairie!

The companions around him also disappeared in an instant! It looked extremely weird!

Brother Yan was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly tightened!

Although he guessed that someone in Prince Zhan's Mansion would be able to set up a formation, he did not expect that the other party's strength would be so high!

The sound of the flute became more and more urgent from the beginning, and everyone seemed to hear the sound of war drums coming from the battlefield! Their heartbeats accelerated!

The soldiers in the mansion also took advantage of this opportunity to launch separate surprise attacks!

However, the killers this time were very powerful, and even though the palace soldiers launched a sneak attack, they still suffered heavy losses!

After killing several sneak attacking soldiers, Brother Yan gathered his inner strength in his dantian, opened his mouth, and roared like a lion, shouting to the people around him:

"Yanji! What are you waiting for?"