Untouchable Lovers-Chapter 167 - 150 Possession and Control

Chapter 167: Chapter 150 Possession and Control

The day was already turning to dusk.

He Jue left and then came back.

Chu Yu suddenly became tense, although she did not understand swordsmanship, from the attitudes of the people around her and from the outcomes of the battles in the past few days, it could be said that He Jue’s swordsmanship was extremely brilliant. Not to mention that Rong Zhi was originally frail, even if he had been a robust man, having lost so much blood and with such a severe injury to his ankle, it would be very difficult for him to stand up, let alone clash directly with He Jue.

But Rong Zhi didn’t even glance at He Jue, knowing very well that this man could kill him with a single blow, he still maintained an indifferent appearance, only bending down to pull out the third silver needle and continuing to insert it near the wound, while moving his hand, he said, “You asking that, isn’t it just knowingly playing dumb? If I could kill you with the only poison needle left, why would I bother going to such lengths?”

His principle was to obtain the maximum benefit with the minimum cost. He had ridden a fast horse following a shortcut to get to the carriage earlier to ambush it, and after completing these tasks, he was nearly exhausted. Moreover, he had left home in a hurry, without the time to prepare adequately, leaving him with only four poison needles that weren’t particularly potent.

He was lying in wait on the trunk of a tree in front of the carriage, and the moment the carriage passed by, he leaped onto the front of the carriage, taking advantage of the driverassassin’s momentary stupor to act swiftly, flinging three poison needles into the assassin’s face, then silently sliced the assassin’s throat and dumped the body.

At that time, the carriage was bouncing along, occasionally colliding with a rock or something else on the side, so the sound of dumping the body didn’t catch He Jue’s attention. While leaping onto the carriage, in order to stand firmly, Rong Zhi forcefully used his last bit of strength to wedge his foot into the spot that had been grinding against him.

Afterwards, both Chu Yu and He Jue knew what had happened.

He couldn’t use the same method on He Jue, firstly because the opponent’s skills far exceeded those of the previous assassin, and even if he could throw a poison needle, he wouldn’t be able to injure him, and secondly, even if he did manage to injure him, the potency of the poison needle was insufficient to significantly affect a robust young man.

He Jue did not approach Rong Zhi immediately, but stood at a distance of four zhang, looking down at the traces on the ground.

It was when he was descending the mountain that he discovered his subordinate’s body with poison needles stuck in his face and the sword cuts on his neck were shallow, which made him suddenly realize that Rong Zhi was merely putting on a show, pretending to be stronger to make him hesitant, so he quietly returned to check, and the situation was indeed as he had thought.

Rong Zhi, unruffled, inserted the fifth silver needle and with pale lips, curved into a slight smile, “Do you want to kill me?”

He Jue scrutinized the traces on the ground carefully, from the spot where Rong Zhi had cut the horse’s leg, all the way to the underside of the carriage beside them, then his gaze moved up to the tree trunk Rong Zhi was leaning against. After a moment, he exhaled softly, “Indeed, I want to kill you.” He slowly raised his sword, a look of respect and also a trace of apprehension in his eyes, “I only knew of three formidable experts in the Princess Mansion worth noting and had my subordinates engage them, but I did not realize that you were the most fearsome. If you were to live, I would be very uneasy.” As an assassin, not a chivalrous swordsman, discovering a powerful foe and eliminating them early to prevent future troubles was indeed the logical thing to do.

Although somewhat lacking in certain areas, He Jue was indeed a qualified assassin and a brilliant swordsman, with an exceptional eye. From the traces left on the ground and the carriage, he could almost deduce the entire process of the carriage’s turning, accomplishing all this with barely any force was not something that could simply be described as brilliant.

If this youth possessed five, no, three percent of his strength, he would be able to directly defeat and kill him. Sometimes, victory is not solely determined by the amount of strength but by the control over that strength.

Amman, despite his powerful barbaric power, was no match for Hua Cuo using only one hand when he didn’t practice with Rong Zhi.

This is the same principle.

The focus is not on how much you have, but on how much you can control.

After finishing the small talk, He Jue slowly walked over. Although Rong Zhi’s current condition was akin to being half-crippled and posed no threat to him, he felt a profound dread for this young man. He needed to eliminate him early to feel at ease.

Seeing He Jue approaching step by step, Chu Yu instinctively stood in front of Rong Zhi. The coolness of her shoulder reminded her of the previous incident, and she bit her lip, ready to tear her clothes further.

But Rong Zhi’s voice came from behind, still as unhurried as ever, “Princess, there’s no need for that. Hua Cuo also mentioned that although He Jue fears women, after one encounter, he will be unaffected for at least ten to fifteen days.”

If it happened all the time, with blood spitting each encounter, He Jue wouldn’t have survived till now.

Hearing Rong Zhi’s words, Chu Yu almost felt desperate. The only reason she hadn’t completely lost hope was because of the steady calm in Rong Zhi’s tone, which made her anticipate that he had some plan.

Rong Zhi, without even looking at He Jue, took out the eighth needle and shifted the position a bit higher, now on the thigh: “He Jue, I told Hua Cuo that you two are just like children, still holding a grudge over a small quarrel from years ago. If you don’t have a generous heart, how can you execute the sweeping swordsmanship?”

He Jue’s steps involuntarily halted because Rong Zhi had mentioned Hua Cuo and… swordsmanship.

Rong Zhi was very calm, firmly inserting the ninth silver needle into his left wrist, his hands not trembling at all: “Both of your swordsmanship are too petty. No wonder you still can’t achieve greatness to this day.”

“What did you say?” Hearing Rong Zhi bluntly belittling him, He Jue got furious, his eyes filled with increased ferocity. Chu Yu was also startled. Watching from the side, she could guess Rong Zhi was stalling for time, but was this how he stalled? Shouldn’t he first appease He Jue’s emotions instead of deliberately provoking him?

Rong Zhi kept his head down, letting out a faint sneer. His movements of inserting the needles did not stop, and this time, they weren’t confined to his leg but targeted broader areas – the hand, shoulder, knee. He moved quickly and firmly without any hesitation, as if he wasn’t piercing his own body but a practice dummy: “Since you’re unwilling to mention it, let it be. However, I must tell you, if you thought Hua Cuo would bow down to you, you sought the wrong person. You should have approached me.” Earlier during the break, Chu Yu had told him about He Jue’s intentions.

From the moment He Jue showed up until now, Rong Zhi was for the first time looking directly at him: “Hua Cuo stayed at the Princess Mansion because of me. Otherwise, how could I easily know the weakness in your swordsmanship? Naturally, it was Hua Cuo who told me.” In the dim twilight, his eyes were clear and distinct, cold as frost and snow.

He Jue’s eyes suddenly turned blood-red, appearing somewhat terrifying in the subdued twilight. Rong Zhi smiled faintly, fearlessly saying, “You still don’t believe you’re petty? All this over a trivial matter, you lose your temper so easily.”

He leaned on the tree trunk, slowly standing up, then had Chu Yu pick up the sword and hand it to him: “Now, let me show you what true sweeping swordsmanship is.” His movements were very strained, and after speaking, he lowered his head to catch his breath for a moment. However, his dark eyes showed no signs of weakness, only determination and confidence.

He Jue did not rush to attack, but instead stared unblinkingly at Rong Zhi, waiting to see the so-called “sweeping swordsmanship,” since Rong Zhi was severely injured, a brief delay would not matter.

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Rong Zhi walked to the open area ahead, his steps unsteady, but his expression was very stable.

Chu Yu watched from the side, couldn’t help but hold her breath a bit slower: Maybe He Jue didn’t notice, but she saw from the beginning, through conversations, the offense and defense, and the subtle retreat, Rong Zhi had dismantled He Jue’s hostility bit by bit, unconsciously gaining control of the situation into his own hands.

It’s not about how much you have, but how much you can control.