My Years in the Jianghu with the Prince: A Time of Unethical Conduct

Chapter 214 Fighting

Xie Yan's movements were astonishingly fast. Before everyone could recover from the sudden turn of events, he made his move!

"Chong-"

Unexpectedly, Xie Yan's fierce attack was blocked by the ship owner just as it was about to pierce his shoulder.

The ship owner's face still showed a trace of horror.

That attack wasn't something he had planned ahead of; it was entirely a matter of instinct. He reflexively raised his pipe to barely block the opponent's swift strike.

Although he narrowly escaped the fatal blow, the boat owner still suffered a gruesome wound on his hand from Xie Yan's sharp blade.

Blood dripped down his wrist, nearly splitting his hand in two.

But at this moment, the ship owner had no free hand to treat his own injuries. He could only grit his teeth and bite down hard, trying to hold the other man's dagger in place, preventing him from getting any closer.

"It's a disguise technique?! Who...who are you people? Why did you get on my ship?!"

He stared intently at Xie Yan, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Could you be government spies?!"

But before Xie Yan could answer, he quickly dismissed it himself, "No, impossible! If that were true, how could that person have left without sending any news at all?!"

That person?

Although the boat owner was still in a state of shock, he subconsciously lowered his voice considerably when he said the last sentence.

But how could this possibly escape Xie Yan's ears?

In that instant, his mind raced, a jumble of thoughts intertwined.

Xie Yan, however, did not show it on her face. Instead, she smiled slightly and said, "How could that lord possibly inform you?"

His lips stretched wider and wider, making his withered and aged face look particularly chilling.

"Because it was him... who sent us to take your lives."

"What did you say?!"

The ship owner's pupils contracted sharply, and an incredulous look of terror flashed across his eyes.

"Impossible! That person—"

His words were choked in his throat.

The boat owner, a seasoned veteran of the underworld, quickly seized upon Xie Yan's weakness after a brief moment of shock.

"You're bluffing me?!"

He sneered, "You know nothing! Otherwise, you wouldn't have gone to such lengths to gather intelligence. How could you possibly have been sent by that lord?!"

"Tsk."

Xie Yan clicked her tongue in regret.

The next second, he suddenly pulled back the arm holding the dagger, nimbly dodging the boat owner's parry like a snake, and stabbed mercilessly toward the man's throat!

Upon seeing this, the boat owner reacted extremely quickly and leaned backward.

The blade grazed his Adam's apple, leaving a gruesome bloody gash.

Despite suffering two severe blows in succession, the ship owner managed to escape Xie Yan's control by dodging.

He rolled away to create distance between himself and Xie Yan, and at the same time, he flicked his right hand, shooting out several hidden weapons from his sleeve.

Xie Yan lightly touched the ground, his figure flashing left and right, and the several hidden weapons grazed the hem of his clothes and fell to the ground.

"Hmph, you have some skills."

The boat owner scoffed, and in the next second he quickly rolled over and got up, a ghost-head knife appearing in his hand.

His eyes were sinister, and the ghost-headed knife in his hand had been soaked in countless drops of blood; the light reflected from the blade still faintly carried a hint of crimson.

"But no matter who you are, once you're on my ship, don't even think about leaving alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden whistling sound of wind came—

Behind Xie Yan, the boatmen had surrounded her at some point. Taking advantage of the boat owner's distraction, they suddenly threw iron chains with grappling hooks at Xie Yan!

The ropes crisscrossed in the air, forming a dense, impenetrable net that was about to trap Xie Yan completely.

However, Xie Yan seemed not to hear the sound of wind breaking from above and remained unmoved, standing still.

The next moment, a long stick flew out from nowhere and pierced through the gaps in the "net".

The newcomer turned around and swept the long stick in his hand, instantly tearing a large hole in the large net formed by iron chains, which then wrapped around the long stick.

Chu Ling smiled and flicked his wrist, causing the long staff in his hand to pull the several iron chains back forcefully!

To the astonishment of the boatmen, Chu Ling single-handedly dragged the iron chains aside, throwing them to the ground.

As the wooden stick that Chu Ling had taken from the spot cracked open, a figure swiftly broke through the air, wielding a blood-stained longsword, and swept away the boatmen who had surrounded them.

The newcomer, dressed in a flowing long dress, was none other than the woman who was constantly insulted by others and who should have been "powerless."

Tao Xian remained calm. Although the soft sword she held appeared to have no killing power whatsoever, in her hands it was like the most terrifying death warrant, leaving no one able to avoid it.

As she cut through the wind, several people fell to her sword in the blink of an eye.

Looking at her beautiful face stained with blood, no one dared to harbor any impure thoughts.

"you!"

The boat owner, who witnessed the whole thing, felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

He turned his head and saw that the men who had fallen to the ground had already opened their eyes, each with a clear gaze. They were holding weapons and blocking the boatmen who were coming to help, showing no signs of being controlled by the drug.

After a moment's thought, the boat owner immediately figured out exactly when Liao Hong had been replaced.

Then perhaps the secret of this ship is also...

Thinking of this, the ship owner's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

He gripped the ghost-head knife tightly, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

It seems that no matter what price we have to pay today, we absolutely cannot let these people leave.

He held the long sword, radiating a murderous aura, horizontally in front of him, the blade trembling slightly. The moment his thoughts settled, the ship owner made his move.

He flashed forward, roared, and slashed the ghost-headed saber in mid-air with the force of cleaving in two, fiercely striking Xie Yan's head!

The long sword hummed, causing the surrounding air to ripple.

Faced with this fierce attack, Xie Yan not only did not dodge or avoid it, but instead met the blade head-on and took a small step forward.

"clang!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out.

Xie Yan's longsword clashed fiercely with the ghost-head saber without yielding an inch, sparks flying as they confronted each other.

An irresistible force struck, tearing open the wound on his hand again, and the ship owner's pupils suddenly contracted.

The next moment, the ghost-head dagger flew out of his hand.