Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 199 Trump Card
The crowd was in chaos. Lin Shi'an and Lin Yangyang moved towards Lin Zhiqing at the same time and quickly shielded her behind them.

Lin Zhiqing immediately looked at Eunuch Wang and Zhou Chongzheng.

Zhou Chongzheng frowned as he directed the soldiers of the Dali Temple to evacuate the civilians.

At the same time, he also made sure to assign people to protect Lin Congyan, who was on the execution platform.

The men that Eunuch Wang brought all surrounded him and quickly led him to a safe location.

Lin Zhiqing narrowed her eyes: "Cousin, don't worry about me. My cousin is here. You go and keep an eye on Uncle Si."

"Yes, you must keep a close eye on your fourth uncle!" Lin Congli couldn't help but remind him, after all, he was his own brother.

"Okay." Lin Yangyang replied simply and quickly went to Lin Congyan's side.

Lin Zhiqing was relieved and stared intently at the white-haired man.

She had just realized that Liu Mang was about to unleash a deadly move, so she decided to play along, intending to expose the true colors of a rogue to the three parties: the Ministry of Justice, the Court of Judicial Review, and Eunuch Wang.

But she didn't expect the white-haired man to rush out.

Because she clearly remembered that after Liu Mang escaped from Xuanwu Gate, the carriage was abandoned.

There must be something fishy about them suddenly appearing around here!
But before she could think it through, a scream suddenly erupted from the ground.

Lin Zhiqing looked closely and saw that it was a group of women who were standing still, whether they were frightened or not.

They quickly became prey in the eyes of the white-haired man.

“Cousin, we led the people here. Those civilians are innocent…” Lin Zhiqing was interrupted by Lin Shi’an, who was standing in front of her, before she could finish speaking.

"Zhiqing, don't talk nonsense. How can you care about others now?" He disagreed with Lin Zhiqing's statement.

“I can protect myself if I go forward, don’t worry.” Lin Zhiqing blocked Lin Congli behind her: “If you are worried about your uncle, I will protect him.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Shi'an's expression darkened.

But Lin Zhiqing didn't notice. He thought Lin Shi'an didn't believe he could protect Lin Congli, and spoke again:
"Have you forgotten the preparations we made together last night?"

She would never let Lin Shi'an leave her side for even a moment if she couldn't guarantee her own safety.

"I trust Zhiqing." Lin Congli couldn't bear to see innocent people being implicated.

Lin Shi'an, of course, hadn't forgotten. He sighed softly and nodded: "You must be careful!"

After saying this, he flew towards the white-haired man and quickly pulled the people back into the crowd.

As the scene grew increasingly chaotic, in a corner, Liu Mang's eyes gleamed with an even brighter, bloodthirsty light.

He played the flute as he searched for Lin Zhiqing in the crowd.

After a long while, his eyes lit up, then his gaze turned sinister, and the flute music suddenly changed from gentle to urgent.

The white-haired man in the crowd paused, then quickly looked in the direction indicated by the flute music, and at the seemingly frail girl.

Then, he leaped up and landed in front of the girl in the blink of an eye.

Then, he raised his hand decisively, as if he would tear the girl in front of him to pieces in the next second.

"Qing-meimei!" Lin Yangyang was terrified when she saw the white-haired man rushing towards Lin Zhiqing, but she always remembered Lin Zhiqing's instructions and never left Lin Congyan's side.

Lin Congyan was also shocked by this scene. His face showed worry, guilt, and regret, and his emotions were quite complicated.

When Lin Shi'an realized he had been transferred, his eyes widened in fury, and he quickly headed towards Lin Zhiqing's direction.

Lin Congli took a deep breath and quickly stepped forward, trying to block Lin Zhiqing's way.

But Lin Zhiqing seemed to notice his movement and reached out to stop him.

The white-haired man swatted aside the Dali Temple men blocking his way and walked straight toward Lin Zhiqing.

Lin Zhiqing remained expressionless and took a small step forward.

"Ah Qing!" Just then, a hoarse male voice rang out, and anyone could hear the heartache and tension in it.

Lin Zhiqing paused and looked towards the distance to her side.

Lu Huai!

It's Lu Huai!
At this moment, he was holding a long sword that he had somehow acquired, and he was moving rapidly toward me.

He shouldn't have come to this kind of event!

Lin Zhiqing closed her eyes.

She stopped looking at Lu Huai and instead shook her sleeves.

A small jade flute traced a beautiful arc in the air and landed steadily in Lin Zhiqing's hand.

Then, everyone heard an extremely chilling flute melody, and the execution ground seemed to have turned into a battlefield.

The white-haired man paused, two voices buzzing in his ears, momentarily disorienting him.

The changes happened so fast that most people didn't have time to react.

But after the somber flute music began, the crowd gradually quieted down.

Zhou Chongzheng quickly stepped forward, staring at Lin Zhiqing with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

Eunuch Wang quickly came to his senses, his narrow eyes narrowing as he stared intently at Lin Zhiqing, who was playing the flute.

At the same time, Lin Shi'an and Lu Huai arrived together, standing on either side of Lin Zhiqing.

How could Lin Zhiqing be unprepared when facing such a powerful opponent?

Her eyes pierced through the crowd and landed precisely on Liu Mang.

She could see clearly Liu Mang's wide eyes, his tightly furrowed brows, and the upward curve of his eyebrows.

Playing the flute, you know? Anyone can do that.

Lin Zhiqing once devoted himself to studying some musical instruments in order to cure a patient suffering from music-related obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Although not an expert, it was sufficient under Lu Huai's intensive teaching.

A fine sheen of sweat appeared on Liu Mang's forehead. An anxiety stemming from the loss of control over the situation kept him from calming down.

He grasped at the flute as if it were a lifeline, and played it with all his might.

Thanks to his efforts, the white-haired man did indeed move.

But... but this direction doesn't seem quite right!

Liu Mang was terrified, watching helplessly as the flute player lunged at him, but he couldn't move an inch.

"Help! Help! I don't want to die!" he couldn't help but shout.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiqing felt a pang of anxiety, realizing that the two different flute sounds might have confused the white-haired man's mind.

She quickly put down her flute and shouted to Lin Yangyang, "Cousin, stop him!"

Liu Mang cannot die!
After his death, regardless of whether Lin Congyan was guilty or not, he could never clear his name!
What Lin Zhiqing wanted was for Lin Congyan and the Lin family to stand on this land with a clean conscience.

Upon hearing Lin Zhiqing's words, Lin Yangyang flew towards the white-haired man.

Sensing that someone was hindering him, the white-haired man waved his hand impatiently.

The strong wind instantly shook the surrounding crowd of people back several meters.

But Lin Yangyang remained completely still.

The white-haired man paused, seemingly finding it somewhat unbelievable.

He quickly turned around and struck Lin Yangyang's vital point without any mercy.