Chapter 4370 The Truth About the Assassin

Xiao Huaili left. For Xiao Huaixin, this moment was a narrow escape.

If he was one second later, he would have exposed his whereabouts. Once Xiao Huaili noticed something, he would have died.

Fortunately, at the last moment, an assassin appeared from nowhere and saved his life. Xiao Huaixin didn't care about it anymore.

He didn't care who the assassin was. After confirming that Xiao Huaili was gone, all his strength seemed to be drained away at this moment. Cold sweat kept pouring out of his back, and his clothes were wet.

"It seems that he has always doubted me. Even if I have become like this, I still can't let him rest assured."

"Master, how is your body?"

"It's okay... I won't die!"

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Xiao Huaixin's mouth. He had been holding back and facing Xiao Huaili's scrutiny.

He was already seriously injured, but in order to prevent Xiao Huaili from being suspicious and to allow himself to pass this level smoothly, he used this move, which seemed to have some effect.

"Help me over there first. Although Xiao Huaili is gone, his eyes are still here. I can't reveal any flaws."

"Yes!"

With the help of the woman beside him, Xiao Huaixin came to the pond and sat on a chair.

He looked very leisurely, sitting here fishing. Who could know that he had really experienced death and walked through the gates of hell just now.

Xiao Huaili arranged people to guard here. He did not completely dispel his doubts. He followed his subordinates who reported the news and returned to Xiao Qian's residence again.

Unexpectedly, he came back again this time. Xiao Huaili stood outside Xiao Qian's door, hesitating.

Could it be that the man last night was really related to Xiao Qian? If all this was as he guessed, how should he face Xiao Qian?

Should he kill him directly like he treated other people, or should he arrest Xiao Qian and investigate him thoroughly to find out the relationship behind him and those who were hiding.

However, his idea was soon broken by another piece of news. The person who reported the news told him that the assassin was not caught by them, but was stabbed by Xiao Qian. Only then did they learn the news and informed Xiao Huaili in time.

So it was Xiao Qian who caught the assassin, which was beyond Xiao Huaili's expectation. From this point of view, the real mastermind was not Xiao Qian.

Because no one was going to do the thief crying thief, not to mention facing such a vigilant Xiao Huaili, they stood outside Xiao Qian's door, waiting for Xiao Huaili's arrival.

"Where is the assassin?"

Xiao Huaili was concerned about this issue. He wanted to catch the assassin as soon as possible and block the assassin's mouth.

No matter what this person knew, he couldn't tell it out. He had to solve all the threats himself first, and no one could affect the progress of the plan.

"The assassin has been captured by the old patriarch. He is lying in the yard now. It is estimated that he only has his last breath left."

Xiao Qian's attack was very heavy. It is uncertain whether the assassin is alive or dead.

Xiao Huaili had to find out who was following him from behind. He walked into the room and saw Xiao Qian sitting on a chair at first sight.

Not far in front of Xiao Qian, there was a man in night clothes lying down with a mask on his face, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

All this was just like what Xiao Huaili saw last night. The mask couldn't be wrong. Xiao Qian didn't see the man's appearance, so it seemed that there was no connection.

Xiao Huaili asked everyone around to withdraw, lest the man wearing the mask say something he shouldn't hear later, and then he couldn't come to the end.

Anyway, the assassin had been injured and it was uncertain whether he could survive. He lost his threat, so they retreated outside and waited.

At this moment, only Xiao Qian and Xiao Huaili were left, as well as the mysterious man lying on the ground. As for why Xiao Huaili did this, Xiao Qian knew it very well.

"How did my father catch the assassin?"

Xiao Huaili asked, and he came to the assassin step by step, and found that the assassin had a deep penetrating wound on his body.

It looks like he was pierced by a sword, which directly penetrated his chest. Such external injuries are not a big deal. The important thing is that Xiao Qian used a sword technique on this sword, and the Red Flame Sword burned the meridians.

This made this person unable to move and lying on the ground waiting to die. This is Xiao Qian's move. There is nothing wrong with it.

It can be seen that the assassin was subdued by Xiao Qian in one move and no longer had the ability to resist, so the blood on the ground was only concentrated around the assassin's body and did not splash everywhere.

"He came to me by accident. I heard that the assassin last night was wearing a mask, so I asked him, but he didn't answer."

Xiao Qian explained that this person not only did not answer, but also wanted to attack him. The assassin himself was already seriously injured. Xiao Qian could kill him effortlessly, and he could pierce this person's heart with one sword.

"I thought that this person might know some important news, or he might be able to find out who sent him, so my sword was a little off, and I didn't kill him directly!"

Leaving this person's life is to investigate the truth behind this matter, and Xiao Qian deeply understands a truth, the assassin cannot die.

Because if this person dies, he will become an accomplice, and then Xiao Huaili will only focus all his attention on himself.

He thought that he was worried that the assassin would expose the news, so he killed him here to silence him. Now that he is left with a breath, Xiao Huaili can interrogate him however he wants, and don't blame Xiao Qian for being ruthless.

"So that's how it is. I feel relieved to see that my father is safe and sound."

"Just a small assassin, he can't hurt me."

Xiao Qian chuckled, worried that he was fake and doubted that he was real.

Now the person was lying on the ground. Xiao Huaili knew what to do. After that, Xiao Qian squatted down, and the red flame sword in his hand picked up the mask of this person.

At this moment, Xiao Huaili held his breath. He was also a little worried, not because of this assassin, but because the assassin would say something unfavorable to him.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Qian asked, and the assassin fell to the ground without saying a word. His injuries were too serious, and it took a lot of effort to speak.

"What did you see last night? Why did you come to our Xiao clan?"

"I... I saw..."

Finally, the assassin spoke. He leaned slightly to one side, looking back at Xiao Huaili with a pair of bloody eyes.

"I saw him... him... and..."