I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

In the Dali Temple in the capital, Chen Jue was planning a crucial operation.

He stood in the study of the Dali Temple, the sunlight shone through the window lattice onto the ground, forming streaks of light and shadow. Chen Jue looked solemn, pacing back and forth in the room, thinking about every step.

He was fully aware of the risks of this action, but in order to uncover the dark side of the noble family and for the sake of justice, he was determined to give it a try.

Finally, he stopped and said to his trusted followers with a firm look, "I have decided to spread the word that I have found evidence of the Lin family's crimes. I will thoroughly investigate the Lin family and their in-laws, the Yang family. This matter is of great importance. You must spread the news just right, so that the Lin family and the Yang family can hear it, but not too deliberately. Every step must be done carefully and without any mistakes."

Chen Jue's eyes swept over everyone, full of expectation and trust.

"Don't worry, sir. We will definitely get it done."

The trusted ones responded in unison, their eyes revealing firm determination.

At this time, the atmosphere in the Lin family's hall was depressing and tense.

Lin Yuan, the head of the Lin family, sat in the main seat with a gloomy face, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he could pinch a fly to death. His fingers kept tapping the armrests of the chair, making a "tapping" sound.

"Have you heard the rumors? The Dali Temple actually said that they found evidence of our Lin family's crimes and wanted to implicate the Yang family. What should we do?"

There was a hint of anxiety in Lin Yuan's voice, and his eyes swept across the faces of everyone in the hall, hoping to find a solution to the problem.

"Father, this is not a good thing. We must find a way to deal with it as soon as possible."

Lin Yu, the eldest son of the Lin family, said this as he paced back and forth in the hall with an anxious look on his face. His footsteps were so heavy that they seemed to be able to crush the ground.

"Chen Jue has always been against us. This time he must have done it on purpose. We can't just sit there and wait for death."

An elder of the Lin family stood up, stroked his beard, and said, "In my opinion, we can't panic. Maybe this is just Chen Jue's bluff. We should send someone to find out the truth first."

While the Lin family was discussing, the Yang family also fell into panic. When Yang Feng, the head of the Yang family, heard the news, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

He kept pacing around the room, rubbing his hands together, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"What should we do? If the Lin family is investigated, our Yang family will certainly not be able to escape."

Yang Feng muttered to himself in the room, his eyes full of fear and anxiety.

"Father, we can't just wait to be investigated. How about we send someone to check on Chen Jue first?"

Yang Hui, the second son of the Yang family, suggested this, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, as if he wanted to take action immediately.

"Well, that's the only way. But we have to be careful and not let Chen Jue notice."

Yang Feng nodded in agreement and sighed deeply, as if worried about the impending crisis.

Therefore, the Yang family began to secretly plan to kill Chen Jue. They gathered a group of death warriors and discussed the action plan in a dark secret room.

There was a damp smell in the secret room. The torches on the wall were swaying, reflecting the grim faces of the assassins.

"Your mission this time is to get rid of Chen Jue. He is our biggest worry. As long as he dies, there will be no way to find the so-called evidence of his crime."

Yang Hui said viciously, his eyes revealing a fierceness, his hands clenched into fists.

"Don't worry, Master. We will definitely complete the mission."

The dead soldiers responded in unison, their voices low and hoarse, as if they were messengers from hell.

Each of these assassins had a grim look on their faces, wore black night clothes, and had sharp daggers on their waists.

In the secret room, they carefully studied Chen Jue's whereabouts and prepared to set up an ambush on the path he had to pass.

On this day, Chen Jue came out of the Dali Temple as usual and prepared to go back to the palace. He rode his horse, his posture was upright, and his eyes were vigilantly observing the surrounding situation.

He was surrounded by several guards, all of whom were concentrating fully and did not dare to slack off even for a moment.

The streets were bustling with people, but Chen Jue had a vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

When they walked into a narrow alley, suddenly, there was a strange noise all around.

Chen Jue immediately became alert and shouted, "Be careful!" His voice cut through the silent air, as if declaring war on the enemy.

Before he finished speaking, a group of men in black emerged from the rooftops and corners of the alleys, holding sharp blades in their hands, and rushed towards Chen Jue and others.

The man in black was like a ghost in the darkness, moving quickly and agilely.

Chen Jue quickly drew his sword and fought off the enemy's attack together with his guards. His swordsmanship was sharp and every move was full of power.

A man in black attacked from behind. Chen Jue dodged to the side and stabbed him to the ground with a backhanded sword.

The sword blade cut through the air with a whoosh sound, and blood splattered, staining the ground red.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking me?" Chen Jue asked loudly, his eyes filled with anger and confusion.

But the men in black did not answer, but just kept attacking. Their moves were fierce, as if they wanted to put Chen Jue and others to death.

The guards fought hard, but the enemy was too numerous and they were gradually unable to hold out.

Chen Jue knew in his heart that these people must be assassins sent by the Yang family. While fighting the enemy, he was thinking about how to deal with them.

His brain was working rapidly, looking for the enemy's weakness.

At Yang's house, Yang Hui was anxiously waiting for news. He walked around the room, looking out the door from time to time, his eyes full of expectation and anxiety.

"Why hasn't there been any news yet? Are those people capable?"

Yang Hui muttered to himself, rubbing his hands together as if this could ease his anxiety.

On the other side, after the Lin family learned that Chen Jue was attacked again, they fell into deep thought.

"The Yang family acted on their own this time, which was too reckless. If they fail, I'm afraid we will be implicated."

Lin Yuan said worriedly, his brows furrowed even deeper, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to tell of his worries.

"Father, what should we do now?" Lin Yu asked, his eyes full of worry.

"Let's see what the situation is first. If the Yang family can successfully get rid of Chen Jue, that would be the best. If they fail, we must also be prepared to deal with it."

Lin Yuan said, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and determination.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield became increasingly critical. Chen Jue and his guards were gradually forced into a corner.

Chen Jue also suffered several minor injuries, blood seeping through his clothes, but his eyes remained firm. His breathing was rapid, but he held the sword in his hand even tighter.

"Brothers, we can't retreat. Even if we die today, we must protect the master."

A guard shouted loudly, his voice full of determination to die.

"Kill!" Chen Jue roared and rushed towards the enemy again. He used all his strength to fight the enemy to the death.

His swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, and every move was filled with great power and determination.

At this moment, a mysterious team suddenly appeared. They were dressed in uniform, well-trained, and quickly joined the battle.

These people were all highly skilled in martial arts and agile, and they quickly repelled the men in black.

Chen Jue looked at these people who suddenly appeared, his heart full of doubts.

"Who are you? Why do you want to save me?" Chen Jue asked, his eyes full of vigilance and gratitude.

"Sir Chen, we were sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is worried about your safety, so he specifically asked us to protect you in secret."

one of them said, his face beaming with pride and loyalty.

A warm feeling surged in Chen Jue's heart. He knew that he was not fighting alone in this struggle with the great aristocratic families.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Chen Jue said gratefully, his eyes full of firmness and determination.

After this battle, Chen Jue became more determined to thoroughly investigate the Lin and Yang families.

He knew that the struggle had reached a critical moment and he had to be more careful in order to ultimately win.

The Yang family was in a complete panic after learning that the assassination attempt had failed. Yang Feng flew into a rage at home and yelled at Yang Hui, "Look at what you've done! What should we do now? Chen Jue will definitely not let us go!"

Yang Hui was also panicking. He stammered, "Father, I... I didn't expect this to happen. What should we do now?"

The Yang family began to panic, and some servants began to secretly pack up their things and prepare to run away.

Yang Feng looked at the chaotic situation at home and felt extremely desperate. He knew that they were in a desperate situation and had to find a way to save themselves.

Although the Lin family was not in such a mess as the Yang family, they also felt great pressure. They began to discuss countermeasures in an effort to find a way out of this crisis.