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Chapter 175, Benevolence: To divide a person in two is benevolence (4.6k, two-in-one)

Xinzheng, South Korea.

A carriage, escorted by dozens of guards, drove out of the city gate of Xinzheng. The guards at the city gate bowed respectfully to the carriage.

Only after the procession left the city gate did the guards straighten up.

"Boss, whose carriage is that? Such a grand display!" a soldier asked curiously.

"That's the Fourth Young Master's carriage. He's being quite discreet with his travels. From now on, you all need to be more careful and not offend the wrong people, or I won't be able to protect you."

The captain of the armored soldiers reprimanded the soldiers around him.

"Yes."

The captain of the armored soldiers glanced at the departing procession before letting out a sigh of relief. He returned to his table, sat down, and continued to drink his tea while watching the pedestrians entering the city.

Han Yu's group slowly drove into the woods, with dozens of guards solemnly watching for any movement around them.

Almost no one in the vicinity of Xinzheng dared to lay a hand on the four princes of Han, but they still dared not relax, after all, there were always a few audacious individuals who would do unexpected things.

Inside the carriage, Han Yu looked at the bamboo slips in his hand while sipping the fine tea that his servants had brought him as tribute.

"Qiancheng, where is the renowned physician invited by the State of Chu?" Han Yu asked casually.

"Fourth Master, our men sent word two days ago that they've reached Yangdi and should arrive in Xinzheng in the next couple of days," Han Qiancheng said.

"Yangdi?"

Upon hearing those two words again, Han Yu's expression changed slightly, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Noticing the change in Han Yu's expression, Han Qiancheng asked...

"Fourth Master, what's wrong? Are you still worried about those assassins?"

"No, I suddenly have a bad feeling. Where are we?"

A hint of seriousness flashed across Han Yu's face, and he felt a slight unease in his heart.

"We'll be at Qianlong Hall in five li. Fourth Master, you don't need to worry. The fifty men accompanying us are all skilled fighters from our household," Han Qiancheng said.

Han Yu felt somewhat relieved upon hearing this, and put down the bamboo slip in his hand, saying...
"Let's speed things up, get things done sooner so we can go home sooner."

"Yes."

Han Qiancheng stepped out of the carriage and conveyed Han Yu's message.

The coachman immediately sped up, and the guards around the carriage also jogged to protect the carriage at all times.

As Han Yu and his group were traveling quickly through the woods, more than twenty figures were also moving swiftly in the surrounding trees. Several of them were holding crossbows, their sharp arrows aimed at Han Yu's carriage.

"Swish swish~"

More than a dozen arrows shot through the air, heading towards Han Yu's carriage. Several guards beside the carriage were instantly killed and fell to the ground, with a few arrows embedded in the carriage. The remaining guards were instantly awakened.

"Assassins! Protect the Fourth Young Master!"

"Quickly, protect the Fourth Young Master!"

Startled, the coachman abruptly pulled on the reins, and the horse pulling the carriage neighed and came to a sudden stop.

Caught off guard, Han Yu in the car fell forward, but Han Qiancheng caught him quickly and prevented him from falling.

"What's going on?!" Han Yu looked around nervously and asked.

"Fourth Master, please stay in the car and don't move. There are assassins."

Han Qiancheng shielded Han Yu behind him, lifted the carriage curtain to look outside, and saw more than a dozen figures rushing towards them from the woods.

In the woods, dozens of assassins dressed in black, wearing masks and straw hats, and wielding sharp swords, were rapidly approaching the carriage.

"on!"

"kill!"

Seeing this, Han Yu's guards also drew their swords and met the assassins, and the two sides clashed instantly.

The sounds of swords clashing echoed, accompanied by shouts of battle and screams of agony. Under the assassins' fierce onslaught, several guards fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Although the assassins who tried to kill Han Yu were few in number, their strength was clearly much greater than that of these guards.

Even though they were outnumbered, apart from the guards protecting the carriage, the remaining thirty-odd guards were overwhelmed and beaten by these dozen or so people.

However, two of Han Yu's guards took advantage of the chaos and ran quickly towards Xinzheng. They were not afraid of death, but were going to call for help.

In the woods, the assassin, holding a powerful crossbow, reloaded the bolt and aimed it at the carriage and the nearby guards.

The sound of crossbow bolts piercing the air rang out again, and sharp arrows shot towards the carriage. The guards raised their swords to defend themselves.

Through the curtains, Han Qiancheng looked at the assassin and said...
"Judging from the appearance of these assassins, they seem to be assassins from the Luo Wang organization."

As a notorious assassin group in the martial arts world, Luo Wang's unbridled style of doing things is reflected in their similar attire, which is no secret in the martial arts world.

"The Net!?"

Seeing the incoming arrow, Han Qiancheng quickly lowered the carriage curtain, leaned back, and pressed Han Yu down behind him.

Two feathered arrows pierced through the carriage curtain and embedded themselves in the carriage floor. Han Yu and Han Qiancheng looked at the arrows with surprise.

"They are standard military-issue feathered arrows."

Han Qiancheng immediately recognized the specifications of the feathered arrow and presented it to Han Yu.

The military insignia on the arrows have been removed, but they are identical in appearance and design to the crossbows used by the South Korean army.

Han Yu's expression was solemn, his eyes darting around, and he pinched the arrow in one hand and broke it in two.

"Qiancheng, go help them. Leave some survivors. I need to know who ordered them to assassinate me," Han Yu said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Han Qiancheng grabbed his bow and arrows and his sword and rushed out of the carriage. With a flip, he jumped onto the roof of the carriage and drew his bow.

Although the sword is revered in the martial arts world of the Seven Kingdoms, and swordsmen are highly sought after, there are still many masters who wield other weapons besides swordsmen.

Han Qiancheng was a famous archery master in Korea, known for his perfect aim and unerring accuracy.

Han Qiancheng held his breath and focused his mind, aiming his bow and arrow at an assassin. The bowstring twanged, and the sharp arrow shot towards the assassin.

The moment the arrow left the bowstring, Han Qiancheng drew another arrow from the quiver, nocked it, and aimed at the next target.

Sharp arrows flew toward the assassin, who was engaged in combat with two guards and was completely unaware of the approaching arrows.

Just as the arrow was rapidly approaching the assassin, a stone suddenly appeared and struck the arrow, breaking it in half and saving the assassin.

Han Qiancheng immediately looked around and saw a masked assassin on a tree trunk not far away, throwing stones.

When the assassin noticed Han Qiancheng's attention, he gave Han Qiancheng a provocative look and quickly threw the stone in his hand. The stone, wrapped in internal force, instantly hit a guard on the forehead, killing him on the spot.

Han Qiancheng looked at the masked assassin with a solemn expression, and instead of being outdone, he shot an arrow at one of the assassins, but the arrow was once again broken by a stone.

The assassin glanced at Han Qiancheng with disdain and threw the stone in his hand at the guard.

Han Qiancheng did not dare to show weakness either. He shot out the feathered arrow in his hand, shattering the stone and embedding the arrow directly into the ground.

"Interesting. Let's see if you have more arrows or I have more stones."

The masked assassin's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his right hand, several stones flew towards Han Yu.

Han Qiancheng drew the corresponding arrows from the quiver, and the arrows shattered the flying stones one by one. Two of the arrows flew towards the masked assassin with undiminished momentum, but the masked assassin dodged them one by one.

Han Qiancheng and the masked assassin looked at each other, their eyes meeting, both seeing the fighting spirit in the other's eyes. In an instant, they shot arrows and threw stones again, but without exception, the arrows and stones collided in mid-air and canceled each other out.

Seeing this, the masked assassin used his movement skills to quickly dart through the forest, sending stones flying towards Han Qiancheng from different directions.

Seeing this, Han Qiancheng used his lightness skill to leap from the roof of the carriage, using the carriage and nearby trees as cover to begin fighting the assassin.

Inside the carriage, Han Yu listened to the sounds of fighting outside, his face gradually darkening.

"Who could have arranged this?"

Han Yu stared at the broken arrow in his hand, his eyes darting around, and the first person he thought of was Ji Wuye.

For Ji Wuye, the great general of Han, secretly mobilizing his troops' crossbows and arranging assassins to kill him was an extremely simple matter.
Liu Yi's betrayal had caused Ji Wuye to suffer a great loss and lose face.

After Liu Yi arrived at the border, he followed his orders to win over the people and prepare to cultivate trusted confidants in the army.

Both of these incidents crossed Ji Wuye's bottom line, so it's normal for them to retaliate. Moreover, he had heard privately that Ji Wuye's Hundred Birds and the Net had some connection.

"Could it really be Ji Wuye?" Han Yu wondered hesitantly.

No matter what, he was one of the four noblemen of Han. If Ji Wuye assassinated him outside Xinzheng City without a reason, then Ji Wuye would definitely become the prime suspect afterward, and thus be feared by everyone.

No matter how much his father relied on Ji Wuye, he would try every means to weaken the other's power and eventually eliminate him.

However, Ji Wuye's arrogant and conceited personality prevented him from completely denying him.

Just as Han Yu was pondering, the battle outside came to an end.

Han Yu's guards had been reduced to half by more than a dozen assassins, while Han Qiancheng and the masked assassin were locked in a stalemate. Both of them had only two stones and two arrows left. They stood on the tree staring at each other, neither of them making the first move.

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate, the sound of hooves rang out from afar, and a group of South Korean cavalrymen were heading towards the battlefield amidst the dust and smoke.

Seeing this, the masked assassin's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he shouted loudly.
"withdraw!"

Seeing this, the assassins retreated one after another. The guards, seeing that reinforcements had arrived, were greatly encouraged. Half of them stayed behind to protect Han Yu, while the rest went after the assassins.

The masked assassin threw the stone in his hand at Han Qiancheng and then quickly fled in one direction.

After dodging the rocks, Han Qiancheng, who was already engrossed in the fight, did not hesitate to use his lightness skill to catch up with his opponent.

He remembered Han Yu's order: to capture someone alive and interrogate them to find out who was behind it all.

Han Yu saw Han Qiancheng chasing after the pursuer alone through the curtain and called out anxiously.
"Qiancheng, come back!"

But Han Qiancheng had already gone far away and didn't hear Han Yu's voice at all, only concerned with chasing the masked killer.

"Quickly, go after Qian Cheng and bring him back," Han Yu said to the other guards.

Han Qiancheng was his adopted son and his absolute confidant. His safety was guaranteed by Han Qiancheng, and Han Qiancheng assisted him in handling all his orders and affairs.

Humans are not plants or trees, how can they be without feelings? After spending so many years together, he came to regard Han Qiancheng as his own son.

Although Han Yu has been married for many years and has children, he does not have a son. It can be said that Han Qiancheng is his biological son.

He would rather let these assassins go than let Han Qiancheng risk his life alone, simply because the other party was of vital importance to him and could not be lost.

"Yes."

Several guards headed in Han Qiancheng's direction, preparing to chase after him.

Han Yu sat inside the carriage, waiting anxiously.

Han Qiancheng chased after the masked assassin. Seeing the assassin suddenly stop ahead, he instinctively reached into his quiver to draw arrows, but the last two arrows had already been used up during the chase.

Unwilling to let his opponent go, Han Qiancheng drew his sword and fell from the tree trunk, blocking the masked assassin's path.

"Surrender and I might spare your life," Han Qiancheng said, pointing his sword at the assassin.

"Hehehe, the adopted son of the Fourth Young Master Han Yu is indeed extraordinary. His archery skills are truly superb."

A familiar voice rang out, and Han Qiancheng's pupils dilated. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a figure slowly walking out from behind the assassin.

"It's you! Imperial Physician Xu Qing!" Han Qiancheng exclaimed in shock as he looked at the figure who had walked out.

Although the person was wearing a mask, Han Qiancheng was all too familiar with their eyes and overall demeanor.

When Xu Qing realized that her identity had been exposed, she simply took off her mask, revealing her face.

"It's said that archery masters have eyesight far beyond that of ordinary people, and it seems that's true," Xu Qing said with a light laugh.

The masked assassin also removed his mask, revealing himself to be Han Laoda, the head of the Mo family's stronghold.

"Imperial Physician, stop wasting your breath on him. The sooner we kill him, the better," said Boss Han, cracking his knuckles.

Han Qiancheng suppressed his shock. He looked at Xu Qing and Han Laoda with solemn expressions. Although he didn't know where Xu Qing had obtained the military crossbow and the assassins he had gathered, he knew he had to inform Han Yu of the news.

Han Qiancheng gathered his inner strength and unleashed a sword aura from his sword, which struck the ground, instantly raising dust and obscuring his vision.

Without the slightest hesitation, Han Qiancheng turned and ran, biting his finger and writing Xu Qing's name inside his clothes.

Han Qiancheng finished what he was doing and looked up, only to see a water dragon rushing towards him. Behind the water dragon, Xu Qing stood on a tree, looking at him coldly.

Just as he was about to dodge, his escape route was blocked by Boss Han.

With no way to avoid it, Han Qiancheng bravely withstood the water dragon formed by the autumn waters of Wanchuan, spitting out blood and collapsing to the ground.

"You actually know martial arts?! You, the Imperial Physician, actually know martial arts!"

Han Qiancheng knelt on the ground, staring in shock at Xu Qing falling from the tree. He suddenly realized that it seemed everyone in Xinzheng had been tricked by Xu Qing, and that the other party was not a simple imperial physician.

"Why does everyone ask me this question? I have never said that I don't know martial arts."

As soon as Xu Qing finished speaking, he unleashed his Wind-Riding Technique, and the Lingxu Sword was drawn from its sheath, its sharp blade piercing straight into Han Qiancheng's abdomen.

Han Qiancheng was in pain, and blood flowed from his mouth.

"The person who tried to assassinate me last night was sent by Han Yu, wasn't it? Back when the Baiyue assassins attacked the Imperial Hospital..."

Xu Qing approached Han Qiancheng and told him everything about how Han Yu had tried to harm her.

Han Qiancheng stared at Xu Qing in shock; he hadn't expected the other party to know everything.

"I forgot to tell you, Han Yu's limp is also related to me; his foot brace also has a problem."

Hearing Xu Qing's words, the shock in Han Qiancheng's eyes turned into horror. He never expected that Xu Qing had done all of this.

At this moment, Han Qiancheng had only one thought in his mind: to tell Han Yu all this information. But as Xu Qing stirred the Lingxu Sword in his hand, he knew that he would no longer have the chance to tell Han Yu the information.

What does it mean to kill someone by destroying their spirit? It means you tell the truth about everyone to the other person, but they never have the chance to speak again and can only die with deep helplessness and fear.

"Don't worry, Han Yu will be with you soon. You are Han Yu's adopted son, named Qiancheng."

“Confucianism has the virtues of benevolence and righteousness. You possess the virtue of righteousness, so I will complete the virtue of benevolence for you.”

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed, and he held the Lingxu Sword horizontally, unleashing a burst of sword energy.

A powerful sword aura pierced through Han Qiancheng's body, splitting him in two and causing his corpse to explode. The two halves of his body flew to either side, spraying blood toward Xu Qing, but it was all blocked by his internal force.

Han Laoda looked at Han Yu, who had split into two, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

He knew Xu Qing had studied Confucianism, and when he mentioned the word "benevolence," he thought Xu Qing meant he wanted to leave the other person with a complete corpse.

Xu Qing noticed Han Laoda's confusion and explained.
"Benevolence and righteousness, benevolence and righteousness, to divide one into two is benevolence, to hammer one's head into one's chest is righteousness."

Han Laoda stared at Xu Qing with wide eyes, seemingly doubting what he had just heard.

Is this something a Confucian disciple should say?

(End of this chapter)