Chapter 105: The Northern Tomb Military Tally

The mournful atmosphere in the prince’s residence lingered for an entire day, during which Li Yunji lay peacefully inside the coffin.

At the dead of night, the mourning hall was empty.

Only a few strips of white silk fluttered in the breeze, accompanied by the flickering of the eternal lamps on either side of the coffin.

In a shadowed corner, Eleven watched every movement inside and outside the residence with utmost vigilance, while Seventh sneakily mimicked Eleven, peeking around cautiously.

“Will that thief really come?” Seventh whispered.

Eleven nodded. “The young master said he would. Then he surely will.”

Seventh sighed softly, stifled a yawn, and continued her stealthy watch.

Su Qingmeng rested her chin on one hand, eyes closed, trying to conserve her strength.

Suddenly, her eyes snapped open as she gazed towards the window.

Eleven’s expression hardened as well, alert and tense.

From above, a figure clad in black descended silently into the mourning hall.

Clutching a short blade, the assassin cautiously approached Li Yunji’s coffin.

Upon seeing Li Yunji’s serene face, a sinister smile crept across the assassin’s eyes.

He raised two fingers, lightly pressing them against Li Yunji, attempting to sense his breath.

Suddenly!

Li Yunji’s eyes snapped open with a fierce glare!

The assassin immediately sensed danger, panic flashing in his eyes as he tried to flee.

Unexpectedly, Li Yunji unleashed a sudden burst of true energy, shattering the coffin!

Splintered wood flew in every direction, disrupting the assassin’s escape path.

The others, alerted by the noise, rushed in and swiftly surrounded the intruder.

“You actually survived!” The assassin took up a fighting stance, the blades in his hands gleaming coldly under the candlelight.

Li Yunji stretched his limbs, a faint smile curling his lips.

“Sorry to disappoint you.”

“Not only am I alive, I’ve also broken through to the Fifth Rank.”

The woman frowned deeply, disbelief written across her brow.

Su Qingmeng likewise appraised Li Yunji from head to toe, her voice laced with a complex mixture of emotions. “Already at Fifth Rank…”

Eleven and Seventh, meanwhile, wore looks of pure relief.

Li Yunji’s eyes narrowed sharply as he drew his Azure Abyss sword, pointing it at the assassin. “Who exactly are you?”

The assassin gave no answer, merely scoffing before swinging his blade toward Li Yunji.

Su Qingmeng moved forward to assist, but Eleven stopped her. “Miss Qingmeng, this man is no match for the young master. Better to let him practice.”

After a moment’s hesitation, Su Qingmeng nodded faintly and stepped back to watch.

Still new to Fifth Rank, Li Yunji struggled to control his body, missing several chances and narrowly avoiding the assassin’s strikes.

Those watching held their breath in anxiety.

Yet as the fight wore on, Li Yunji gradually adapted.

After dozens of exchanges, the assassin began to falter.

Seizing the moment, Li Yunji leapt forward and tore off the assassin’s mask.

Su Qingmeng’s eyes blazed with fury as she recognized the face!

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