Chapter 023: Stalking

Li Zhuer knelt on the ground, seeing Wang Bo's silent expression, he knocked his head on the floor and said, "Master, the mansion is now in chaos. Please return and take charge."

Wang Bo had originally not wanted to return, but with such an incident occurring, it would be unreasonable if he did not go back.

So he nodded and said, "In that case, prepare the carriage. We return to the mansion."

Li Zhuer was overjoyed and quickly said, "The carriage is ready. Please, Master, make your way."

Wang Bo couldn't help but see Li Zhuer in a new light. This fellow was meticulous in everything, no wonder he became An Lushan's most trusted man. Unfortunately, An Lushan did not cherish him, scolding and beating him, treating him like less than a human.

As a result, Li Zhuer harbored resentment and eventually killed him.

Wang Bo walked out of the newly purchased mansion, and indeed a carriage was waiting outside.

The carriage did not look luxurious; on the contrary, it was very low-key. There were no soldiers or guards, only a lone coachman sitting on the carriage.

Li Zhuer had been following behind Wang Bo. Seeing this, he stepped forward and said, "Master, the assassin last night was targeting you. If we make a big show now, we will surely attract the assassin. So I took the liberty of calling a carriage to conceal our movements. Please forgive me, Master."

Wang Bo immediately understood Li Zhuer's thinking.

This fellow was afraid that he would be assassinated.

If it were the real An Lushan, he would have praised Li Zhuer's actions, but Wang Bo would not. He wanted to make a grand show and tell everyone that he had returned.

Especially that stunning female spear-wielder.

Wang Bo very much wanted to know who this expert really was.

"Foolish!" Wang Bo cursed angrily, and Li Zhuer fell to his knees with a thud.

Wang Bo said, "The assassin left yesterday. How do you know she isn't lurking in the shadows, watching every move of the mansion? Perhaps your movements have already been discovered by her."

"You want me to take this carriage. If she attacks, how can you alone be her match?"

"So what you need to do now is muster a troop of soldiers to escort me back to the mansion."

After hearing Wang Bo's reprimand, Li Zhuer turned pale. He quickly stood up and said, "Master, I will go muster the troops immediately."

Just then, a cold laugh came.

"Too late!"

The voice was crisp and pleasant, yet carried endless killing intent, resounding with force.

Wang Bo followed the sound and looked up, seeing a spirited and stunning woman standing on the roof of the opposite building.

The woman held a long spear, wore a suit of white iron armor, and her jet-black glossy hair was tied into a bun, neat and unobtrusive. Especially her emerald-green eyes, full of killing intent, added to her beauty.

The stunning woman leaped down from the roof onto the carriage, pointing her white-handled spear at Wang Bo.

"An Lushan, you are indeed treacherous. No wonder you could stir up the An-Shi Rebellion and cause boundless slaughter. But it's too late now. Today is your death day."

Hearing this, Wang Bo immediately understood that this woman was definitely a time traveler from later ages.

In this era, apart from Wang Bo himself, probably no one knew what the An-Shi Rebellion was.

At first, Wang Bo thought she was an expert from a wuxia novel world.

Now it seemed he had guessed completely wrong.

After all, there were no women with emerald-green eyes in wuxia novels.

Generally, such people came from the world of anime, because only in that magical world of two dimensions could there be hair and eyes of all colors.

Facing this woman, Wang Bo was about to ask a question when Li Zhuer suddenly shouted, "Master, flee quickly!"

With that, he lunged at the stunning woman.

The stunning woman leaped off the carriage, lightly flicked her white-handled spear, and sent Li Zhuer flying. The two were not on the same level at all.

After sending Li Zhuer flying, the woman spun the spear shaft and thrust it directly at Wang Bo's throat.

"An Lushan, accept your death!"

The thrust was swift and urgent, faintly carrying the sound of wind and thunder. Even steel would likely be pierced through, let alone a human body.

Wang Bo was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected this spirited woman to be so decisive, not even letting him speak a few words before hastening to send him on his way.

Was she too impatient?

As the woman thrust the spear tip straight at his throat, Wang Bo raised his large hand and reached out to grab the spear tip.

Seeing Wang Bo's reaction, the woman's eyes showed a hint of disdain. After becoming a Heroic Spirit, her strength was no longer what it used to be. An ordinary person could never catch her spear tip.

This was just a deathbed struggle, a waste of effort.

However...

With a crisp sound, the woman was astonished to see Wang Bo effortlessly catch her spear tip. The spear tip stopped a centimeter from Wang Bo's throat, motionless.

No matter how hard she tried, she could not make the spear tip advance a single inch.

In this contest of strength, she was utterly defeated.

How is that possible?

The woman stared at Wang Bo in disbelief. An Lushan was just an ordinary man; how could he catch her spear tip?

After recovering, she instinctively tried to withdraw the spear and retreat. But her spear tip was firmly gripped by the enemy; she could neither advance nor pull it out.

This strength was simply inhuman.

"Who are you?" the woman asked in surprise. Was he really An Lushan? Was An Lushan this powerful?

"That's what I want to ask you. Who are you?" Wang Bo outwardly held the woman's spear tip steady, but inwardly he was also shocked, because the woman's strength was beyond imagination, almost no weaker than Spider-Gwen.

And Spider-Gwen was a superhero who could casually lift objects weighing over ten tons.

Such strength was not something an ordinary human could possess.

He was now very curious about who this woman really was.

"Die, rebel!"

Meanwhile, Li Zhuer, who had been sent flying, regrouped and charged again, wielding a Tang sword. Taking advantage of Wang Bo holding the woman's weapon, he slashed at her head.

"Hold on!" Wang Bo quickly stopped Li Zhuer.

The woman reacted extremely fast. She suddenly released her grip, sidestepped Li Zhuer's attack, and at the same time struck Li Zhuer's wrist with one hand, shattering the bones in his wrist.

He couldn't help but roar in pain, losing his grip on the Tang sword, which fell instantly.

At the same time, the woman bent down, grabbed the falling Tang sword with her right hand, and suddenly charged into Wang Bo's embrace, thrusting the sword straight at his chest.

This series of actions happened in the blink of an eye, too fast for anyone to react.

Wang Bo couldn't help but marvel inwardly. This woman was too formidable; her combat awareness and technique were truly impressive.

But it was useless.