The sharp blade cut through Zhan Yongjun's skin and a sharp pain came, scaring her so much that she screamed, "Don't, don't kill me. Is your target also someone from the Imperial Preceptor's residence? As long as you don't kill me, I can bring this person out and hand him to you! You can kill him, not me!"
Hearing Zhan Yongjun's words, the man chuckled and took down the dagger. "Alright, then I'll give you a chance. If you can lure Cang Ye from the Imperial Preceptor's residence to a dilapidated temple in the suburbs tonight, I'll let you off."
Zhan Yongjun heaved a sigh of relief. Before she could thank the man, she heard a squirming sound. Right on the heels of that, it was as if a worm had crawled into her body.
