"You…"
When those round black but bright and clear eyes glared at him, Guanghan felt his throat tighten and he couldn't get a single word out.
All the guards and servants within Yun Mansion were all excellent in martial arts even if they weren't cultivators.
Yun Qingyan was just a useless bum who couldn't lift her shoulders nor defend herself. If the other party was here to hurt her, then how could it be that she was smiling with no injuries whatsoever when he came into the room?
Yun Qingyan laughed coldly when she saw how Guanghan was at a loss for words. She noticed the glint of happiness on Ziwan's face that disappeared almost instantly and the mocking look on her own face deepened.
"She came to kill me. The servant girl on duty today isn't her, it's Lvluo. If you don't believe me, you can search for Lvluo and see if she's been knocked out."
A disdainful smile spread across Yun Qingyan's face as she picked up the dagger covered in a greenish layer from the floor and threw it towards Guanghan. Then she hopped back onto the bed and threw the tattered blanket at him as well.
"If I didn't detect it early, I'm afraid that the one lying on the bed right now would be my dead body."
Yun Qingyan didn't bother about Guanghan after that.
His eyes looked at the poor blanket that had been stabbed so many times and his pupils narrowed.
He could imagine that if someone was really lying under this blanket, that person would have died so terribly.
That person would have been covered in blood and died from the poison on this knife.
Guanghan pursed his lips tightly and looked at Yun Qingyan with his icy black eyes. There was a tinge of regret in his eyes. "I'm sorry."
He had actually forgotten that the Yun Qingyan in front of him right now was no longer that infatuated, troublemaking, and useless bum that made life difficult for him.
He saw that Yun Qingyan was ignoring him, so he clenched his fists and said, "I will give you an explanation for this matter."
With that, he picked up the immobile Ziwan from the floor and walked out of the room.
Before three breaths were up, the sound of a sword piercing through human flesh could be heard from outside the room.
A voice that sounded full of tears and happiness at the same time rang out, "Being… being able… to die… at… at Young… Master Han's… hands… makes… Zi… Ziwan… very… very happy."
She had actually used up the last bit of strength she had to fall on Guanghan's sword.
Her fading eyes continued to look at Guanghan even as her life was draining away, and the light in her eyes slowly went out.
She was a spy that Lin Wanyue had spent much effort in planting by Yun Qingyan's side, and she had never lived for herself.
She knew that she would die regardless of whether she succeeded in this mission or not, but she did it anyway.
It wasn't just for the sake of her master, but also the sake of the young man standing before her.
How regretful, she regretted not being able to kill off that useless Yun Qingyan.
This young man was so talented and gifted… how could he end up being merely a bodyguard for that useless woman.
What right did that useless woman have to enjoy his protection and care?
It was… such a pity… such a pity that she didn't manage to kill that useless woman off.
Ziwan slowly closed her eyes and her expression was both regretful and satisfied at the same time.
Even though she had failed in her mission, being able to die at his hands made her life feel complete…
Guanghan frowned as he looked at the dead beauty before him, and his icy cold handsome face looked like it was covered in a layer of frost.
His mind was focused on Yun Qingyan earlier and didn't notice that Ziwan was moving strangely. So when she suddenly moved, the first thing he did was to defend himself. However, he didn't expect that Ziwan wanted to die.
Since she died, the only clue to who might be trying to kill Yun Qingyan was gone.
He had just confidently promised Yun Qingyan to give her an explanation just moments ago.
Guanghan felt like his head suddenly hurt terribly when he thought about this.
"Settle this place properly, and send a team out to search the courtyard for an unconscious servant girl." Guanghan quickly gave orders coldly as he flicked the fresh blood off the blade of his sword.
"Yes, sir!" The guards immediately got to work.
"Master, what are you laughing about?" Inside the room, the little black furball who had hidden inside the Magic Ring could see its master smiling away. So it asked curiously as it shook its round body a little.