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When his subordinate reported that the news had been passed on to Fourth Prince, Jian Qiuying was currently holding onto a jade flute as he stood at the edge of the cliff in a daze. Every time he had something he was worrying about that he was unable to dispel, he would play a few songs, and at this time, the entire sky above the broken sword cliff would be filled with the melodious sound of the flute.

He was born in a well-known family, and was the son of the Southern General. However, to him, who was still young at the time, being born in a prominent position was not something to be proud about. The few years he had spent in the general's mansion was a nightmare he would never forget.

He was used to Second Mother's domineering attitude and was used to his eldest brother's and second brother's punches and kicks. Even when his mother was framed and humiliated by Second Mother, he could still ignore it. His patience and retreat had made him the lowest level existence in the entire general's residence.

When he was seven years old, he stood by his mother's bedside and watched her die. That woman, before she died, told him that the thing she regretted the most in her life was marrying into the General's Estate. Jian Qiuying to this day still remember the woman's expression before her death. Her eyes that were filled with hatred, her messy hair that was like a ghost that had crawled out from hell. She had long since gone mad, she was no longer her own mother.

When the doctor rushed over, his mother took in her last breath. She had been angered to death, and the undisguised color in Er Niang's eyes stung his eyes.

He had killed his second mother, and when she called him a bastard, he had wanted to kill her. What the servants said was right, he was naturally cold-blooded. When the warm blood splashed onto his thin and sallow face, he even felt a trace of happiness and warmth. So it turned out that Second Mother's blood was warm. This kind of warmth made him lustful of her.

Second Mother was his father's favorite concubine. His nominal father, who had been guarding the southern border for a long time, rarely returned home. He did not even know that he still had a younger son, and knowing that his beloved concubine had died miserably, he would definitely not let him off.

He was forced to climb to the top of the cliff, his small and frail body almost immediately breaking down in the cold wind. He also protected the hairpin with his most precious treasure, which was his mother's hairpin, which was stained with Second Mother's warm blood. This was the only thing he had left, and no one could take it away.

When he looked up, the sky was cloudless, and the beautiful azure color made him feel a moment of unreality.

Am I really still alive? Why did he live a life worse than death? As he looked at the 100,000 foot cliff behind him, he turned and jumped down.

Perhaps because of the blessing of heaven, he did not die, but only at the cost of a few broken ribs. Ke Zheng took him away, but after picking him up, they did not come to see him again, leaving him to fend for himself. In the darkest months, Ke Yuehua had always been taking care of him. This skinny and short girl, who had secretly taken off her veil in violation of broken sword cliff rules, would secretly show it to him after saving the small animals. She was the only light in this dark world.

Assassins had to choose a weapon suitable for them, and they had chosen the flute themselves. From then on, Xiao Yue begged herself to play the flute for her, because she had said, "Listening to Big Brother A Qiu's flute, it seems like you can forget about all your troubles!" Since that time, Jian Qiuying had sworn to protect this girl, because she was the most important person to him right now. He buried the hairpin that he had been carefully protecting, and turned around to hold onto the girl who was curiously looking at him …

"Lord Left Protector?"

The subordinate's voice brought him back to reality. He turned his gaze to the shivering man in black, his cold tone emotionless, "Speak."

"This subordinate followed Lord's instructions and transmitted the news to that Fourth Prince. I believe that he will make his decision soon."

Jian Qiuying caressed the ice-cold jade Xiao in the palm of his hand, as though he was lost in thought. When the black-clothed man saw him in such a state, he consciously retreated.

There was an unwritten rule in the broken sword cliff. Other than obeying the lord's orders and carrying out the orders, assassins basically had no human rights, but two special people among the assassins broke this rule.

One was the Jian Qiuying, the current Lord broken sword cliff Master's Left Protector, the other was the Ke Yuehua, the adopted daughter of the Lord, and the second in command of the entire broken sword cliff's killer organization.

Before Ke Yuehua lost its memories, the entire broken sword cliff had basically obeyed her alone. The Lord really trusted this foster daughter, even the Left Protector had to obey her.

No one had ever seen her true appearance. Even though assassins were not allowed to remove their veils since they were raised, her identity underwent an intrinsic change after her Ke Yuehua was accepted as their goddaughter, and she was no longer an ordinary killer, but the second in command of the broken sword cliff. She no longer needed to wear a white veil that covered her face, and under the envious gazes of the crowd of assassins, her Ke Yuehua continued to act according to its own will.

Ever since he had been brought back to the broken sword cliff, there had been rumors that he had killed his second mother. And it was precisely because of this, that other than Ke Yuehua who were willing to approach him, the other assassins could not avoid him. It was rumored that he had always carried out missions on his own, and his assassination was merciless and merciless.

Although the killer had never intended to, due to his Jian Qiuying being too isolated, it made him the most difficult person to understand after entering the valley. The only difference was that the former had been wearing a veil all year long and he couldn't see her expression, while the latter was used to being expressionless, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

It could be said that these two together held half of the broken sword cliff's power, but now that the Ke Yuehua had lost its memories and was unable to wield the power, the group under her had no leader, and the Right Protector was eyeing them covetously, so there was no other way but to temporarily take over the group under Ke Yuehua. This was the reason why there was only a small child by her side when she entered the Xiao Sui.

It was precisely because her trusted aides had been temporarily taken over by the Jian Qiuying, and this was not a long term plan. If Ke Yuehua was unable to recall her identity, her subordinates would eventually be regrouped.

If Protector Right had obtained Yue Hua's men, then the balance of power of the broken sword cliff would have tilted to the right, and the Ke Yuehua that had lost its memories would have lost its value and been dealt with in secret. This was also why the Jian Qiuying would do everything possible to restore the memory, however, no matter how he tried, the results would be insignificant.