Weiwei used to be quite unpopular. She had offended many people, although never to the extent that could warrant paid assassins to come after her.
What could a young girl have done to deserve someone sending assassins after her?
Lu Liangwei suspected the few within the Palace, as well as Chen Xuping and Lu Yunshuang, but she did not have concrete evidence, so she said nothing about it. All she did was blankly shake her head. “I have no idea either.”
The Dowager Duchess expected as much. She stood up and said, “Didn’t Chu Jiu capture two living witnesses? Let’s see if we can get any information out of them.”
“Alright.”
There was no dungeon in the holiday home, so Chu Jiu had flung those two directly into the woodshed.
At that moment, in the woodshed.
Both assassins have been woken up with a splash of cold water.
They tried to move, only to realize that they had been tied up.
They stared at the rope tied around them and prepared to bite into the lethal poison hidden within their teeth, but before they could move, there was a flash in front of them and something hooked onto their mouths.
They felt a searing pain as blood splattered everywhere.
“Don’t attempt suicide. It’s useless. If you cooperate obediently, I guarantee you won’t suffer any physical torture.”
Chu Jiu said this coldly as she carelessly threw a hook from her hand onto the ground. The sharp end of the hook still had some flesh and blood clinging to it. A few teeth were scattered in a pool of blood nearby.
The assassins’ eyes went blurry with tears from the pain. Their teeth had been forcefully pulled out along with chunks of their flesh. That was a pain that only those who had gone through it would understand.
One of the assassins sneered at her words. “We aren’t even afraid of death. Why would we fear physical torture?”
“Is that so?” Chu Jiu gave him a cold glance as she picked up an ax by her feet. Her hands moved down swiftly and she chopped off one of his legs.
“Ahh…”
The painful scream sounded like it was capable of flipping the roof off the top of the shed.
The second assassin watched his partner roll around on the ground in pain. He looked extremely pale from fright.
They were in the business of bloodshed and were constant companions of death. One could say that they were used to bloody scenes, but he was still shocked from witnessing what was happening directly in front of him.
Moreover, it was a woman who was doing all of this.
A woman, who should be gentle and graceful, someone happy with embroidering and cooking at home.
Yet, she had sliced into his partner’s leg without blinking an eye just now. It was a frightening scene that had placed fear in the heart of the second assassin.
As he watched her pick up the ax once more, ready to take a go at him, the second assassin shouted, “Wait, what do you want from us?”
His voice was obviously trembling due to being terrified. In addition to that, he had just had a number of his teeth pulled out, which was why when he spoke, it sounded very garbled. However, this was no hindrance for Chu Jiu to understand him clearly.
She stopped herself.
“Who employed you? Which house of assassins are you from?” She threw a couple of questions at him immediately.
The second assassin’s heart shuddered.
He had never expected her to be able to deduce that they were employed by someone else with just one look.
He gave a slightly bitter smile. “Miss, we’re just acting according to orders. Our employer gets into contact with our superiors, and there is no way for us to find out who that person might be. All we know is that we have to follow our orders.”
Chu Jiu did not linger on this question because what he said was true. Once a house of assassins had accepted a job, they would immediately send out orders for those at the lower levels to take on the assassination. As for the employer, the house of assassins would never divulge their identity to the assassins.
“Answer the next question.”
The second assassinate hesitated momentarily. “House of Swallow Snow.”
Stab!
The sound of a sharp sword piercing through flesh could be heard as he gave his answer.
The second assassin’s eyes widened as he stared in disbelief at the sword that had run through his heart.
“I’ve said it before, as long as you cooperate obediently, you won’t suffer physical torture—but I never said that I wouldn’t let you die a quick death,” Chu Jiu said as she pulled out the sword and turned to run it through the first assassin’s heart.