The villa's door wasn't locked. After Xiao Feng walked into the living room, he stood by the door and pulled out an inconspicuous iron nail from the wall. A fishing line was tied to the nail, connected to a painting at the entrance, positioned exactly at the height of an average person's neck.

Tying a fishing line might seem like a joke, but if fast enough, it can be as sharp as a dagger, cutting the neck isn't as difficult as imagined.

Everything was calm all the way to the third floor.

Xiao Feng took a towel from the rack in the bathroom and covered his face with it. As long as he wasn't recognized immediately, he could then observe the instinctive reactions of the little girl and others when faced with danger.

However...

Looking at the cartoon pattern on his face in the mirror, Xiao Feng felt that his look was not quite in line with the style of an "assassin". Who had seen such a cute assassin?

But finding another piece of black cloth was too troublesome, so Xiao Feng thought this would do, as covering his face was meant to prevent recognition, and it served the same purpose.

At the moment, in the little girl's room, all three had expressions as if facing a formidable enemy. The rope made of bed sheets was already placed on the window sill and could be thrown down at any time, allowing a quick descent to the ground.

Moreover, the bed, wardrobe, and other heavy items in the room were also moved to the door. Although one couldn't expect these things to hold off danger, they could at least delay it for a bit.

"I just heard footsteps," Jiang Yixin said with a serious expression.

"Don't panic. As long as the door is broken open later, you and Sister Qingyue should quickly go out the window, and I'll try to hold them off for as long as possible," the little girl said, holding a whip.

"Aren't we being too nervous?" Du Qingyue suddenly said, her eyes showing a thoughtful look.

Jiang Yixin asked puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Xiao Feng let us hide here while he went out to deal with those ninjas. Would he place us in a dangerous environment?" Du Qingyue said, "Moreover, given his character, if he weren't confident, he would've called for help long ago."

"Oh, I get it!" The little girl suddenly realized, "Sister Qingyue means, Brother Xiao Feng is actually giving us a chance to train deliberately. He might be hiding somewhere right now, ready to jump out and save us like a hero when we encounter an unmanageable danger."

Du Qingyue nodded, "That's about right."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a "click" sound, and the door lock was opened. All three simultaneously looked towards the door, feeling a bit nervous.

"You guys go, I'll hold them off here!" The little girl said with unprecedented seriousness, her tone also carrying a hint of dominance.

Du Qingyue threw out the rope, then looked at Jiang Yixin, "You go down first."

"You better go first, I..."

Jiang Yixin was about to decline but was interrupted by Du Qingyue, "Now's not the time for politeness. We don't even know if our arrangements will have any effect."

"Bang!" The sound of the door hitting the bed plank echoed, and at the same time, the bed and wardrobe behind the door slowly moved, making a "squeak" sound as they scraped against the floor, extremely jarring.

Outside the door, Xiao Feng nodded with satisfaction. It seemed the training had some effect; at least no one was yelling, which was considered progress.

He deliberately slowed his movements, trying to prolong the state of panic as much as possible to better observe instinctive reactions.

The gap in the door widened, but just then, with a "whoosh," a black whip lashed out like a venomous snake.

Xiao Feng tilted his head and quickly grabbed the whip, then pulled hard, causing the little girl to lose her balance and let out an "ah" as she was dragged to the door.

Inside and outside the room, the two locked eyes. Xiao Feng chuckled and deliberately spoke in awkward Chinese, "Little girl, finally found you!"

"Xiao, Xiao Feng brother, why is your accent like that?" the little girl asked dumbfounded.

Xiao Feng couldn't believe it, "I covered my face and even changed my clothes, and you still recognized me?"

"Yep." The little girl nodded vigorously, "No matter how you change your appearance, your eyes don't change. But Brother Xiao Feng, why did you deliberately scare us?"

At this time, Du Qingyue and Jiang Yixin by the window glanced at each other and also walked towards the door. Seeing Xiao Feng's outfit, they both frowned.

"Is it really so easy to recognize?" Xiao Feng, through the door, asked Du Qingyue and Jiang Yixin.

"It's not about whether it's easy to recognize. It's just that even in an assassination, no one would tie a towel on their face," Du Qingyue said with a strange expression.

Xiao Feng instantly felt hurt. It was rare for him to disguise himself, and he got recognized immediately, with no face given at all?

Couldn't you at least play along a bit!

"Brother Xiao Feng..." the little girl inside hesitated to speak.

"What do you want to say?" Xiao Feng muttered.

"Actually, that towel on your face... I use it to wipe my feet," the little girl said, suppressing a laugh.

Xiao Feng's eyes widened, and then he yanked off the towel, spitting multiple times, "Peh-eh-eh!"

The little girl's face suddenly turned sour, "Brother Xiao Feng, are you disgusted by me?"

Xiao Feng's face darkened, wasn't that obvious?

Then the little girl snorted and said irritably, "I was just kidding earlier, just wanted to see how you'd react knowing it was my foot towel."

"..." Xiao Feng felt utterly pained, checking what his reaction should be. What was the expected reaction?

Should he smell it a couple of times and then say with a blissful look, "Smells great"?

...

In the hospital, Su Yuzhuo looked at the respectful elder standing before him and asked, "Nothing went wrong, did it?"

The elder's name was Fujiwara Keiaki, who was originally the butler of the Iwagami Clan and had watched Su Yuzhuo grow up, so Su Yuzhuo trusted him considerably.

"Not much of a problem. That Mr. Xiao is very strong. He first killed a ninja, then injured Shigehiro. Later, three people broke into Mr. Xiao's villa, and I took care of them," Fujiwara Keiaki bowed and replied.

"And Iwakami Shigehiro, how is he?" Su Yuzhuo continued to ask.

"He escaped using Golden Escape Technique," Fujiwara Keiaki placed his hands folded in front of him and said, "Speaking of which, we should thank Shigehiro this time. If it weren't for him leading the way, I couldn't have found Miss."

"Actually, you know, I would prefer to see you enjoy your old age safely. If anything were to happen to you because of me, my father would definitely blame me," Su Yuzhuo said softly.

Fujiwara Keiaki pondered, "I've already enjoyed all there is to enjoy. Too much comfort can be problematic. I chose to continue following Miss because I don't want to slowly grow old and die. As long as I'm still able, moving around more won't hurt."

At this point, Fujiwara Keiaki paused and said with some emotion, "As of now, counting Shigehiro, there are only three of us left in the Iwagami Clan. This time, Shigehiro said he wants to revive the clan. Miss, have you never considered helping him a bit... or helping yourself a bit?"

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