Who Exactly

The darkness of night was driven away by the flames as dozens of soldiers armed with sharp blades meticulously searched every abandoned civilian house. But those black-clothed men were clearly well-prepared, leaving no trace behind, not even footprints of their retreat.

Pang Fei, hearing the news, also rushed over with his troops. Seeing Xiao Shaoyou's blood-soaked arm, he cursed: "Damn it, who dares to attack you inside Yunyang Pass? If I find them, I'll tear them apart!"

"Right," Meng Hu swung his muscular fist. "Those bastards ran pretty fast, or I would have skinned them alive."

"Enough, enough, stop your complaining," Xiao Shaoyou, who had just finished bandaging his wounds, waved his hand. "Go check the bodies, see if any of them look familiar."

"No use, they left the bodies behind on purpose, knowing you wouldn't recognize them," Luo Yu's shoulder was also wrapped in bandages. "They were well-prepared, they wouldn't leave any evidence."

Sure enough, Meng Hu and Pang Fei checked all the bodies but found no familiar faces. These people seemed to have appeared out of nowhere in Yunyang Pass.

"You were right," Xiao Shaoyou still wouldn't give up, ordering the two men. "Find someone to draw these guys' faces, compare them with the troops in the city, maybe we can track down their accomplices."

"Understood!"

"Don't worry so much." Luo Yu handed Xiao Shaoyou a water pouch. "How's the wound?"

"No problem, just a lucky shot that didn't hit any bones. I'll be fine after some rest."

Xiao Shaoyou drank water in large gulps, completely unconcerned about his injuries.

"Why did you block that arrow for me?" Luo Yu asked quietly. "If it had been a bit off, you would have died."

"Ah, it's done now, why bring it up? Don't be such a girl, if I had another chance, I definitely wouldn't block it! Let you take the arrow and see how it feels!"

Despite Xiao Shaoyou's cursing, Luo Yu was deeply moved. He found a sense of camaraderie in Xiao Shaoyou, that life-risking dive meant Xiao Shaoyou truly considered him a friend.

"But you, you're strange."

Xiao Shaoyou looked at him with odd eyes, sizing him up: "You're a new recruit, even if you've killed a few Qiang soldiers, you shouldn't have such strong killing intent."

Luo Yu's final killing blow had even shocked Xiao Shaoyou. It wasn't the bloodiness of the scene, but that moment when Luo Yu seemed like he had killed countless people, his aura made even Xiao Shaoyou feel uneasy.

He had been through many battles, and he knew that kind of aura only came from surviving through countless battles.

Luo Yu shrugged: "Pretending, how else would I scare them?"

The dismissive answer made Xiao Shaoyou roll his eyes, so he changed the subject: "Who do you think sent them? Since they mentioned Walige, they must have guessed you have the surrender letter and want to kill you to silence you."

"Hard to say," Luo Yu thought. "I won the battle in Heigou Fort and killed a centurion, that's common knowledge. But dozens of unseen killers aren't something just anyone can muster. It must be someone powerful.

If I have to guess, Li Chengxiao is the most suspicious."

Luo Yu still remembered how Li Chengxiao had mentioned Walige that day, which seemed suspicious to him.

"Enough, don't think about it now."

Finally regaining some strength, Luo Yu stood up and shouted: "Meng Hu, take a silver piece from Xiao Centurion's pocket."

"What for?"

"Didn't you say you'd treat me to mutton soup? What, you're going back on your word?"

Luo Yu glared, waving his hand: "Meng Hu, take a silver piece, today Xiao Centurion is treating everyone to mutton soup!"

"Damn it! Is there no law in Yunyang Pass! To dare send people to assassinate a centurion in broad daylight, with dozens of killers, these lawless scoundrels are beyond the pale!"

The next morning, Kong Xian rushed to the camp upon hearing the news. The bandages wrapped around their bodies made him furious: "You two being unharmed is fortunate indeed. If this general catches these bandits, I'll tear them to pieces!"

"Thank you, General, just minor injuries, nothing serious."

Luo Yu was actually fine, just a light cut. He had been injured many times on missions, this small wound was nothing to him.

After checking their injuries, Kong Xian dismissed everyone and asked in a low voice: "Any leads on who was behind the attack?"

Xiao Shaoyou replied softly: "My men have drawn portraits of the dead, but they're all strangers, probably won't find anything."

"Must investigate!"

Kong Xian slammed the table: "Even if we have to dig three feet deep into Yunyang Pass, we'll find them. Hand over the portraits to me, I'll send troops to search the entire city, we'll find something."

"Understood!"

The two nodded, but Luo Yu wasn't too hopeful.

"Cough."

Luo Yu took a step forward and whispered: "General, the assassins mentioned Qiang centurion Walige before attacking."

"Oh? They mentioned him?"

Kong Xian's eyebrows raised: "Seems the traitor behind this has guessed something, wanting to kill you to silence you. Hmph, traitor!

But don't worry, I've already sent men to secretly watch all four gates. Even if he wants to open the gates for the Qiang, it would be impossible!

As long as Yunyang Pass is safe, we'll have plenty of time to deal with the traitor!"

"Very good."

"Alright, rest up. Take care of your injuries. You're my valued officers, can't have anything happen to you."

"Thank you, General!"

After Kong Xian and Xiao Shaoyou left, Luo Yu sat down, frowning as he thought through everything.

Everyone knew he had killed Walige, but only the traitor knew about the letter. So to keep the secret, he sent people to kill and silence, which made sense.

But who was the traitor?

The most hostile Li Chengxiao? The quiet and unknown Jun Yi from the Jun family? Or some lower-ranking officer?

Headache, the more he thought, the more it hurt.

"What are you doing? Is your injury okay?"

While he was thinking, Shen Li's head suddenly appeared, her face showing worry and concern.

"Just a flesh wound."

Luo Yu looked up: "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be brewing?"

This morning, Han Shuo had sent over twenty warhorses, and Luo Yu still owed him twenty jars of good wine. If this debt wasn't paid, the horses might be taken back.

"The wine is brewing, don't worry."

Shen Li said softly: "There's an old man outside the tent, holding a child, looking for you. He's been waiting in the cold wind for an hour."

"Oh? Quick, bring them in!"

Luo Yu was puzzled, it must be the Li family grandfather and grandson, but why were they looking for him?