Chapter 101: The Night Tribunal Faces the Profound Flame Manor

Jiang Chen explained, “I’m not new here; I’m just temporarily cooperating with Miss Shen.”

“Oh, so you haven’t passed the evaluation yet. That’s only natural. Judging by your skinny appearance, you don’t seem to have much skill,” came the dismissive reply.

“The Night Execution Department’s work isn’t easy. You need to have the ability to survive longer; otherwise, how can you qualify to deal with those ruthless villains? It’s just that we’re a bit short-handed right now, but that’s only because Miss Shen is cautious in her approach.”

“In reality, with me, Lu Santong, dealing with these rotten scoundrels is a piece of cake!” Lu Santong struck a seasoned pose, boasting shamelessly about himself before adding that they didn’t really need Jiang Chen, only that Shen Xueying was overly careful.

Jiang Chen couldn’t be bothered to argue with him. After all, he was here to achieve his own goal, and after tonight, he might never have dealings with these people again.

That said, Lu Santong was a tall, burly man with sharp eyebrows and a righteous countenance, giving off a reliable aura. It was a pity he talked too much; otherwise, Jiang Chen might have found some favor toward him.

As Lu Santong continued babbling, sudden short sounds emerged from the woods behind the road.

At first, they sounded like bird calls, but the abrupt, melodious rhythm seemed to follow a certain pattern and order. Jiang Chen quickly deduced it was some kind of message transmission.

Sure enough, Lu Santong’s expression immediately changed, and Jiang Chen noticed the two men in the carriage behind them were now on high alert.

“Ten enemies: five in front, three behind, and the other two on our left and right flanks. They’re all armed and seem ready to strike at the nearby fork in the road,” Lu Santong reported.

“Impressive. A few whistle calls can convey so much information,” Jiang Chen remarked in admiration.

“That’s natural. Don’t you know who we are?” Lu Santong replied proudly.

Before he finished speaking, a sudden volley of arrows rained down from the front. The boasting Lu Santong was struck in the chest, but Jiang Chen slapped one arrow aside with his bare hand. Looking into the distance, he saw five figures rapidly closing in.

He was about to check on Lu Santong when the man suddenly burst into wild laughter.

“Finally ready to fight? Let me show you what I’m made of!”

Lu Santong drew a Fangtian Huaji from under the carriage. With a powerful kick on the horse’s back, he lunged fiercely toward the incoming enemies.

If Jiang Chen wasn’t mistaken, the chainmail Lu Santong wore must have been forged from refined iron—otherwise, there was no way he could have taken three arrows to the chest and still be so vigorous.

Surrounded and besieged, Jiang Chen knew their opponents were no ordinary foes. They were prepared for such tactics.

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