The Empress's No.1 Lackey
Chapter 683 - 457. When one whale falls, ten thousand things thrive (5k)

Chapter 683: 457. When one whale falls, ten thousand things thrive (5k)

Assassin!

With this heart-wrenching shout, the quiet Cao Transport Office was filled with the sound of dogs barking.

The starlight overhead also grew cold and harsh. As Ning Zechen loudly issued a warning, a strong sense of anger and confusion surged in his heart.

However, the enemy gave him no time to think. Four assassins dressed in night attire attacked him almost simultaneously from four directions.

The bright blades in their hands gleamed like a spider web, trapping the Shipping Governor in the center. Such an attack was difficult to resist, not to mention he was heavily injured, even in his prime.

Am I going to die... Facing death, Governor Ning strained to turn his head towards the bedroom, seeing the window lit up, and his wife’s shadow rapidly enlarged.

"Don’t go..." he wanted to warn, but the assassin was already in front. However, at this moment, the night air seemed to ripple in waves.

From afar came a sigh-like chant:

"Amitabha Buddha..."

In the sky, illusory lotus flowers spun down like snow.

The four death-bound assassins fearfully found themselves trapped as if in a swamp, unable to move. Clearly, one more step would kill Governor Ning, yet the step seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

Not only that, their murderous intent was erased by the chant, leaving them devoid of the desire to kill, with the urge to lay down their weapons and become Buddhas.

In this brief delay, a shadow swept across the darkness, and on the rooftop, the Python Robed Old Eunuch Hai Chunlin dashed forward, the Imperial Family’s Tributor coldly surveyed the scene, flicking his fingers.

"Ding!"

The four blades simultaneously fell to the ground. The black-clad assassins exchanged shocked glances and simultaneously abandoned their actions, fleeing in four directions.

"Still want to escape?"

Eunuch Hai snorted coldly, stepping forward, and in an instant, four "Eunuch Hai" appeared simultaneously, intercepting them, striking the assassins’ heads, causing four elite assassins to die simultaneously, their bodies falling.

Immediately, the four Eunuch Hais merged into one, landing lightly in front of the slumped Governor Ning—there were no avatars, merely their body skill was terrifyingly fast, pulling out four afterimages simultaneously.

"Master!!"

The door was pushed open, and Mrs. Ning, wearing nightclothes, gripped the door frame, struck by lightning, her face pale, issuing a piercing scream, rushing over in a few steps to hold her blood-spitting, blue-lipped husband.

The neighboring sleeping girl was also startled awake, pushing the door open to see this scene, her legs giving way, collapsing to the ground.

From the distant night sky, a piece of white fabric floated closer, revealing Bodhisattva Bodhi with a lotus mark on her forehead, voluptuous figure.

"He’s poisoned, it’s from the poison on the assassin’s blade." Eunuch Hai squats down, opening Governor Ning’s eyelids, speaking without looking back: "It’s your turn."

Bodhisattva Bodhi smiled gracefully: "The poison is fierce, thankfully we’re here in time."

She raised her hand and grasped, holding a Jade Purifying Bottle, the porcelain white bottle embossed with Buddhist scriptures, faintly forming a small Dharma image

—of the divine "Medicine Buddha."

From the bottle, a burst of water shot forth, coalescing into a water figure resembling Buddha, spiraling in the air and penetrating the near-comatose Governor Ning’s mouth.

Then, circles of Buddhist light appeared on Governor Ning’s gray face, and afterward, under the astonished gazes of the watchers, his complexion visibly returned to normal.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, waking up, gasping: "Wife... wife?"

Governor Ning bewilderedly looked around, only noticing the old eunuch and female bodhisattva beside him.

Mrs. Ning wept with joy, embracing her husband to check his wounds, surprised to find the knife wounds on his back rapidly healing.

"I have cast a healing spell, thankfully it didn’t hit any vital organs. It only took some of the governor’s vitality to heal, rest for three days, and he will recover completely." Bodhisattva Bodhi smiled.

Only then did Ning Zechen understand what had happened, feeling the joy of surviving a calamity, first comforting his wife and daughter, then using his weak body to rise, bowing in thanks before asking in confusion: "Mr. Hai? Bodhisattva? Why are you here?"

Eunuch Hai also breathed a sigh of relief, saying: "Zhao Douan suspected you might be in danger, so he asked us to come to your aid. He is behind us and will arrive shortly."

Was it Lord Zhao who sent them to save me? Ning Zechen was stunned.

This was not the time to talk, so Ning Zechen first reassured the office staff on duty, ordered to inspect the four corpses, and was then assisted back to his bedroom to wait.

...

Moments later, Zhao Douan, protected by Lang Shiba and Ji Yue, finally arrived late.

"Governor Ning? Good, it seems our enemy miscalculated."

Zhao Douan stepped into the bedroom, seeing that people were alive, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled.

Eunuch Hai quickly summarized the situation, ending by saying: "These assassins are death-bound, with poison hidden in their mouths, impossible to identify."

Bodhi Bodhisattva smiled and said: "The Lord owes this monk a favor."

"It should be the duty of a monk to save lives, what favor do you want?" Zhao Douan pulled up his pants, pretending not to recognize the nun, giving her no good face, quickly stepping to the bed.

Governor Ning sat on the bed, his expression grateful: "My Lord, if not for you, I would be dead."

Beside him, his wife and daughter also paid respects, Mrs. Ning’s eyes red: "The Lord first saved my mother and daughter, and then my husband, there is no way to repay..."

"What words, it should be me apologizing, if not for me, the governor wouldn’t have been involved and endangered tonight." Zhao Douan felt ashamed, looking at everyone: "I want to talk with the governor alone."

Everyone tacitly left the room.

When only the two of them were left inside, Ning Zechen couldn’t help but ask: "My Lord, how did you know I would be ambushed?"

Zhao Douan pulled a chair, sat by the bed, and recounting his encounter with the oiran assassin: