"Loose-lipped?"
The steward murmured, then immediately raised his head, looking at Fa Cai, "Master wants to kill..."
Swoosh...
With a flash of the sword, Fa Cai had already passed by the steward, and slowly sheathed his treasure sword.
Without looking back, he departed, leaving behind the steward who after a moment lost the light in his eyes, fell to the ground with a thud, his throat cut open, blood gushing out, unmistakably dead.
...
"Open the city gate!"
Chen Jie and his entourage arrived at the city gate, and the Eagle Guard called out from below.
Hearing this, the guard on watch stuck his head out, "Who is it?"
"Fishing Guild's business."
The Eagle Guard replied, upon which the sentry said, "Wait a moment."
The city gate was soon opened just enough for a man and a horse to pass through; fully opening was not permitted, but a small gap, the guards dared to open.
