Chapter 103: Meeting the Sect Leader

The 007 agents left behind couldn’t help but worry—they couldn’t outrun the carriage! Inside, Yun Zui sat quietly, with another person occupying the seat opposite her.

Yet, she knew all too well that not all assassins recognized each other.

So Yun Zui lowered her head, and the three of them remained silent the entire journey.

When the carriage swiftly passed through a narrow path and arrived at a secluded mountain villa, it came to an immediate halt.

The three dismounted, and someone promptly came forward to lead the horses away.

They found themselves in a large open space, almost like a plaza.

On both sides stood rows of assassins clad in sleek silver suits, their faces cold and grim as death itself.

If she were exposed here, Yun Zui knew she would be doomed.

This place was the secret base from which the assassins had long been targeting her…

Approaching a building, the two men in front each presented a waist badge. Seeing this, Yun Zui quickly produced hers as well.

Last time, all twenty-five badges had been confiscated from her, but she still had plenty.

Each time an assassin was assigned a mission, they were issued a badge, which was immediately reclaimed upon completion.

Inside, steam rose thickly.

It was a large bathhouse.

Ling Yuan was a clean freak. Although the head of the Ling You Hall and a ruthless killer, she abhorred the stench of blood.

Such a contradiction.

No matter whether an assassin succeeded or failed, the first thing upon returning was not to report but to wash off the bloodstains before facing the hall leader.

Any contract exceeding half a million was reported to Ling Yuan.

Hence, Yun Zui felt honored—her bounty was over five hundred thousand!

Half a million for a single head; the target must have been no ordinary person.

Therefore, Ling Yuan wanted to review the matter.

Yet Yun Zui hesitated.

The two assassins had quickly stripped upon entering; it was clear all three were to bathe together.

But Yun Zui was masquerading as a woman...

Noticing Yun Zui’s delay, one of the assassins asked, “Why aren’t you faster?”

Yun Zui furrowed her brow, her mind racing for an excuse.

Suddenly, inspiration struck. She controlled her voice, disguising it in a masculine tone: “I was wounded by an arrow. It’s terrible—I can’t get the wound wet…”

“Oh, right,” the two assassins recalled.

By then, they had completely stripped, standing naked before Yun Zui, who felt awkward but maintained a composed expression to avoid suspicion.

“The hall leader hates the smell of blood. Be careful. You don’t have to bathe if you don’t want; just wipe off the scent, and that should suffice!” They said, then plunged into the water.

Their leader disliked the blood smell, but since they kept over ten meters away when meeting her, she couldn’t detect it. So they figured maybe skipping a bath was acceptable.

Water splashed, dampening Yun Zui’s clothes slightly.

Frowning, she began to observe her surroundings.

According to their words, it seemed she could skip bathing.

The two finished quickly, swapping their gray suits for clean silver ones laid nearby.

Seizing the moment, Yun Zui’s eyes lit up. She swiftly moved behind, grabbed a silver suit, and changed out of the gray one.

After the two assassins finished tidying up, Yun Zui was ready too.

Upon stepping out, the two assassins were surprised at her speed.

But they leaned in and warned, “Be careful. If the hall leader detects the smell of blood on you, it might implicate both of us!”