Chang Geng saw that Shen Yi seemed to be lost in thought, he suddenly remembered something he had heard of before — it was said that the understanding and trust between a general and his mechanic was something that no other could get in between. Chang Geng's heart involuntarily felt envious. But before his jealousy could become concentrated, he suddenly heard the sound of wings flapping.

A bird stopped on the windowsill. Chang Geng was momentarily surprised, then put away his bow and arrow. The bird flew over and landed in his palm. It was a very well-crafted wooden bird; its neck could make flexible movements. It was adorable, appearing as if it was a living bird.

Shen Yi came from Ling Shu Institute, the bad habit of feeling his hands itching whenever he saw a craft he liked would accompany him for a lifetime. His eyes had never left the bird as soon as he saw it, but it was not convenient for him to ask Chang Geng for it either, driving himself to distress with wants and needs.

Chang Geng gently tapped a few times on the bird's belly. The wooden bird's abdomen popped out, revealing a roll of paper inside.

Chang Geng took a look, the face that remained stable even when the mountain exploded suddenly changed.

Shen Yi: "What is the matter?"

At this time, Gu Yun under the attic caught a glint of light from his peripheral vision. He raised his arm, only to lower the beautiful hand, which normally belonged to those young masters from prestigious nobility, to the sword hanging at his waist.

A short and small-framed Southern Army soldier suddenly emerged and rushed straight towards Kuai Lan Tu — Gu Yun's Black Iron Camp guard immediately stepped up to save him.

Kuai Lan Tu was still yet to feel relieved, the Southern Army soldier had already opened his mouth to spit out something. He could instinctively feel that this was not right, but it was already too late to turn his head to dodge.

An arrow as large as a thumb pierced straight into his neck, at the same time, the Black Iron Camp guards smashed the head of the Southern Army soldier, appearing like they did not see the arrow that flew towards Master Kuai at all.

Kuai Lan tu's throat twitched violently, and he reached out, as if wanting to grasp onto something —

In a split second, the assassin and the assassinated both perished at the same time.

Sun Jiao could not have predicted this even in his dreams. He came tumbling back, crashing into the wall behind him in fright, and suddenly, Gu Yun showed him a smile.

In the next moment, a loud screech broke through the sky, the roof of the towering bandit lair was destroyed into half, countless Black Eagles came whistling down —