Sima Zhao sat quietly in the room, without saying a word, staring at the front of him, as if thinking about something important.

His face was gloomy, and a faint worry was revealed between his eyebrows.

The secret guard had a sneer on his face, and he was dissatisfied with Sima Zhao's silence.

He had been waiting for Sima Zhao to make a decision for a long time.

"Sima Zhao, what are you still hesitating?" The secret guard finally couldn't help but speak and broke the silence.

Sima Zhao frowned slightly and sneered: "I don't know what you are talking about. All of this was done by my brother Sima Shi."

The secret guard sneered: "Is this shirking responsibility? As a member of the Sima family, do you have no responsibility at all?"

A trace of anger flashed in Sima Zhao's eyes, but he quickly controlled his emotions. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm not shirking responsibility, I'm just stating the facts. This matter really has nothing to do with me."

The secret guard looked at Sima Zhao, and the disdain in his eyes became more and more obvious: "Sima Zhao, you should take on your own responsibilities like a man."

In Sima Zhao's room, the tense atmosphere suddenly escalated.

The secret guard's eyes were cold and he revealed his determination that he decided not to be polite to Sima Zhao anymore.

"Sima Zhao, you must give me an explanation today!" The secret guard shouted angrily and rushed towards Sima Zhao like a ghost.

A trace of surprise flashed in Sima Zhao's eyes, but he quickly reacted and avoided the first round of attacks from the secret guards.

The small space in the room made both of them cramped in their movements.

Sima Zhao flexibly shuttled between the tables and chairs, avoiding the attacks of secret guards while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

"I said that this matter has nothing to do with me!" Sima Zhao responded loudly, and grabbed a chair and threw it at the secret guard.

The chair drew an arc in the air, and the secret guard flashed sideways, swinging the short sword in his hand, slashing towards Sima Zhao.

Sima Zhao jumped back, avoided the attack of the dagger, and at the same time he kicked and kicked the secret guard in the chest.

The secret guard took a few steps back, stabilized his body, and pounced on Sima Zhao again.

The items in the room were messed up by their fight, tables and chairs were overturned, and books were scattered all over the floor.

But the eyes of both of them were full of determination, as if this fight was no longer just a simple conflict, but also a battle of will.

"If you force each other hard, don't blame me for being polite!" Sima Zhao said while performing a sharp boxing technique.

The secret guard did not show any weakness. His moves were sinister and fierce, and each move was directly at the critical point of Sima Zhao.

"Yes, Sima Zhao, I didn't expect you to practice it."

The two of them went back and forth, not giving in to each other, and the room was filled with the sound of punching and their breathing.

In this fierce fight, the secret guards gradually gained the upper hand.

He punched Sima Zhao in the abdomen, and Sima Zhao groaned and took a few steps back.

In this way, Sima Zhao was eventually captured by secret guards.

As the night became deeper, candles flashed in Cao Pi's guest room, reflecting the figures of Yao Maoyu and Qin Feng.

Qin Feng said to Yao Maoyu with a serious expression: "We must be vigilant tonight. If there are no special circumstances, the secret guards will definitely come. Moreover, there may be assassins coming, so we cannot take it lightly."

Yao Maoyu nodded, clasped her hands tightly, and a hint of tension appeared in her eyes.

"Qin Feng, do you have any plans? How should we deal with the possible dangers?"

Qin Feng looked around and his eyes fell on the window.

"We first close the windows to minimize external threats. Then, stay alert and react immediately whenever there is any movement."

Yao Maoyu got up and walked to the window, slowly closed the window, and observed the darkness outside the window, praying in his heart that he was safe and sound.

Qin Feng patted Yao Maoyu on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry too much, we will be fine."

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room seemed particularly tense, as if there was an invisible pressure.

Suddenly, a slight sound came from outside, as if footsteps were approaching. Yao Maoyu and Qin Feng became alert in an instant. They looked at each other and prepared to deal with possible dangers.

The door was kicked open immediately.

Many assassins broke in.

They were wearing black night clothes, their faces were covered by black cloth, and only their cold eyes were exposed, revealing a hint of murderous intent.

These assassins acted quickly and vigorously, like well-trained killers. They held sharp swords and shone with cold light in the darkness, making people shudder.

Yao Maoyu was so scared that his face was pale and his legs were weak when facing the assassin who suddenly broke in. His eyes were filled with fear, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Qin Feng seemed calm and composed, and his eyes revealed a sense of confidence and calmness.

He gently pushed Yao Maoyu and whispered: "Hide in the corner and protect yourself. Leave it here to me."

Yao Maoyu glanced at Qin Feng gratefully, then hurriedly hid in the corner, trying to shrink his body into a ball, praying that the crisis could pass as soon as possible.

Qin Feng stepped forward and met the assassins.

"You are here to die."

His steps are steady and his posture is agile, and every movement is full of strength and skills.

Seeing this, the assassins waved their swords and rushed towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng dodged a knife sideways and kicked an assassin in the abdomen.

The assassin groaned and fell to the ground.

"Who are you? Why do you assassinate us?" Qin Feng asked while fighting.

The assassins did not answer. They just attacked Qin Feng silently, with sharp and fierce sword techniques.

Qin Feng's body flexibly shuttled through the assassin. He sometimes punched, sometimes kicked, sometimes dodged, and every move was accurate and powerful.

The room was filled with a tense atmosphere, and the breathing of the assassins and the sound of the knife were intertwined to form a depressing melody.

As time went by, Qin Feng gradually gained the upper hand. His agility made the assassins elusive.

An assassin took the opportunity to slash Qin Feng's back. Qin Feng noticed the danger. He rolled sideways and avoided the fatal blow.

At the same time, he kicked the assassin to the ground.

"You are not my opponent, just surrender!" Qin Feng shouted loudly.

The assassins did not give up and continued to attack Qin Feng tenaciously.

But Qin Feng resolved the assassins' attacks one by one.

In the end, the assassins realized that they could not defeat Qin Feng and began to retreat.

"I want to run? It's not that easy!" Qin Feng quickly took action and grabbed an assassin who wanted to escape. He pressed the assassin to the ground and pressed his knee against his chest.

"Say! Who sent you here?" Qin Feng's voice was majestic.

The assassin gritted his teeth and refused to answer. Qin Feng increased his strength, which made the assassin feel a sharp pain.

And the assassin committed suicide by gossiping.

When other assassins saw this, they also committed suicide at the same time. This scene was particularly spectacular.

Yao Maoyu saw that their side finally won, so he quickly walked out of the corner.

Yao Maoyu looked at Qin Feng nervously and asked, "Can these assassins be sent by Cao Pi?"

Qin Feng sneered and said firmly: "It must be so. But Cao Pi will definitely not admit it. However, now we must question him."

The two walked towards Cao Pi's room, and the yard was filled with silence, only their footsteps were echoing.

When they came to the door of Cao Pi's room, laughter and joy came from inside.

It turned out that there were men and women doing intimate things in the room.

Yao Maoyu knocked on the door quickly, and the sound inside stopped abruptly.

"Who is it?" Cao Pi's voice immediately came.

"It's us, please open the door quickly."

Then, Cao Pi quickly tidied up his clothes and got up to open the door.

"Why are you here? Is there anything wrong?" Cao Pi's voice was filled with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Qin Feng stared at Cao Pi with sharp eyes and asked, "Did you send those assassins?"

"What did you say? What assassin?"

Yao Maoyu then told me about the assassin in the room just now.

Cao Pi frowned and shook his head.

"How is it possible? How could this be done by this marquis?"

Yao Maoyu interrupted, "Then why were we attacked by assassins here? This is a coincidence!"

Cao Pi quickly explained: "This may be just a coincidence. Maybe these assassins have other purposes. Maybe he came to assassinate this marquis and ended up in the room by mistake. I apologize to you here."

Afterwards, Cao Pi bowed to the two.

Qin Feng sneered.

"Coincidence? Do you think we will believe it?"
To be continued...