She arrived lightly at her door, and upon detecting the breath of someone outside, Yang Chuxia sidestepped. As the intruder pushed the door open, she let loose her crossbow arrow, puncturing the person’s chest.
Quickly, Yang Chuxia then kicked open the door and entered the yard, spotting four individuals ready to break into the rooms. Anxious, she initiated a two-pronged attack.
Because they were facing away from her, they turned around subconsciously upon hearing a scream. Despite seeing something resembling a small sword in Yang Chuxia’s hand, they dismissed her, thinking she was just a little girl.
Just then, a door opened from the inside. From indoors and outdoors, they were both greeted with a flurry of crossbow arrows, producing sounds of men falling or kneeling.
These men seemed to be a cut above your run-of-the-mill hooligans, likely third-rate assassins. Despite taking arrows in their shoulders or legs, they could still struggle up and wave their broadswords. However, they were soon peppered with more crossbow arrows by Ye Zi’an and Yang Chuxia.
The courtyard of Yang’s family was filled with cries and screams in no time.
At this point, Yang Dachuan, Ms.Wang of Yang Family, and others had woken up naturally. The sight that met their eyes outside the door terrified them.
Yang Chuxia shouted at Ms.Wang, "Mother, get inside and keep the youngsters in there and don’t let them come out."
"Brother An, bring me some ropes from inside the house."
When Ye Zi’an fetched the ropes, they worked together to tie up the men.
She then stepped upon one of them and questioned, "Tell me, do you have any accomplices in the village? Where is the sacrificial ceremony?"
Since she had arrived here, she had never made any enemies. If she had to name one, it would be the ritual that indirectly caused this feud.
The likes of Ms. Luo and Yang Xiaochuan were not her enemies. At least Yang Xiaochuan wouldn’t think to hire such people to kill her.
"Speak, do you have any accomplices? Where are the participants of the sacrifice?"
The man she questioned was a tough nut to crack, claiming that there were no more accomplices. However, he kept the location of the ritual a secret.
Thus, she switched to another person. After switching targets thrice, all denied having any accomplices but kept silent about the ritual.
Running out of patience, she drew an arrow from her quiver and threatened the man, "I will count to three. If you don’t speak up by then, I will poke your eyes out."
Seeing the arrow so close to him, the man began to tremble. Taking note of his fear, Yang Chuxia’s hand moved closer. Just as the arrow was about to touch his eyeball, he finally couldn’t bear it any longer. "I’ll talk, I’ll talk. The sacrifice... it’s held in the town..."
"Hmpf, if you had said earlier, wouldn’t it have saved us this trouble?"
After the interrogation, Yang Chuxia tied them together and instructed Yang Dachuan to find their grandfather and keep a close eye on the men.
Yang Chuxia was fuming. Those damned things dared to attempt to kill her. Did they think she was a pushover?
Knowing that Yang Chuxia intended to catch the person conducting the sacrifice, Ye Zi’an said, "I will go with you. I can use both the hidden arrows and the small crossbow, I won’t slow you down."
Yang Chuxia nodded after a moment of consideration. "Alright."
Without regard for the shouts and dissuasion from Yang Dachuan and the others, the two of them rushed out of the house on a bull cart heading straight for the town. They did not even consider asking the villagers for help. Firstly, more people would raise alarms. Secondly, who knew if there were others with the ritual master. The minions knew incomplete information and she did not want to risk the villagers’ lives in such a circumstance.