The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star

Chapter 154

Chapter 154

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The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky StarChapter 154 A Failed Assassination (1)Mu Yang grinned mischievously, leaning in and remarking, "Hey girl, you played your xiqin quite well today."Wen Yantong rolled her eyes. "Scram. Or I'll beat your head to pieces."Mu Yang, scratching his head in mock confusion, withdrew, redirecting his attention to Fu Zixian. "Has Wen Yantong always been this fiery?"Fu Zixian shook his head, looking puzzled. He spoke in a hushed tone, "Don't call him a girl. He might not appreciate it."Mu Yang let out a theatrical sigh, downing his tea with exaggerated flair. He looked at Fu Zixian with mock desolation. "Brother, I can't shake the feeling that people find me irritating."Fu Zixian hesitated, his lips twitching before he finally spoke, "Young Master Mu, don't read too much into it."Mu Yang shot back, frustration evident, "Why the hesitation? Are you harboring the same thoughts?"Fu Zixian swiftly shook his head. "No, not at all."Mu Yang's expression grew more dramatic. "And you're not going to offer me any words of encouragement?" He sighed theatrically, downing yet another cup of tea as if it were wine.The room was abuzz with chatter, creating a lively atmosphere. With the crowd and the impending performance, Wen Yantong's nerves were on edge. Consequently, her interactions with Mu Yang were curt and rushed. This seemed to affect Mu Yang, and his mood grew increasingly somber. He found solace in multiple cups of tea, even making two trips to the restroom before the show commenced.As Mu Yang reached for the third pot of tea, the overhead lights dimmed, signaling the beginning of the performance. Wen Yantong's heart raced to the beat of the drums, an anxious energy settling in.A group of servants entered through the side doors, their movements deft as they replaced the tea trays on the tables. They worked silently before exiting with the same grace.The new tray held more than just water. It presented an array of nuts and a teapot filled with fragrant Longjing tea, providing a small reprieve for those engrossed in the play. Wen Yantong scanned the room, her gaze stretching to the tea tray in front of Cheng Yanchuan.The original book provided a brief glimpse of this moment. It pointed out that Cheng Yanchuan's teacup was distinct from the others. Its deep navy hue was adorned with a delicate plum blossom, concealing a concealed mechanism within its core.If this teacup found its way to Cheng Yanchuan's table, the serving maid would discreetly activate the mechanism while pouring his tea. With the press of a button, the dormant poison would swiftly dissolve into the liquid, transforming an innocuous cup of tea into a deadly concoction.Wen Yantong scrutinized the cup before Cheng Yanchuan. Thankfully, it was pristine white, free of any ornate embellishments, and featured a delicate golden glaze around the rim.A wave of relief washed over her. It seemed that her warning had been heeded, and Chi Jingxi had taken the necessary precautions. With the threat of poisoned tea quelled, the only remaining concern was the potential assassin in disguise.Immersing herself in the melodies serenading her, Wen Yantong fought to steady her nerves. Should anything seem awry, she was prepared to hurl her teacup at the infiltrator.Yet, the odds of hitting her target were uncertain.Had she thought of this earlier, she would have asked Chi Jingxi to scold her before he left.Damn! What a misstep!As Wen Yantong was lost in thought, a series of thunderous drum beats reverberated through the hall, snapping her attention back to the stage. There, a woman adorned in a flowing embroidered gown twirled gracefully, her long sleeves billowing around her. She surged forward, seemingly on the verge of toppling over, but with a deft tap of her toe, she soared into the air.She's coming!Wen Yantong's gaze remained fixed on the performer as she extended her hand toward the teacup resting on the table.An invisible thread held the actor suspended in midair as she began her dizzying spin. The rotations accelerated, bringing her ever nearer to Cheng Yanchuan. Almost every eye in the room was fixed on the airborne performer, exclamation filling the air.Then, in a flash of steel, a dagger materialized from the woman's sleeve! Just as she was poised to release it, the delicate thread that supported her gave way!Wen Yantong's heart leapt in her chest.The hurled dagger missed its mark, striking the table's edge with a sharp clang before thudding to the floor.Cheng Yanchuan jolted to his feet, sending nearby attendees scrambling up as well. It wasn't long before guards thundered in from the building's corner.The would-be assassin displayed lightning reflexes, swiftly regaining her balance upon landing. She retrieved the dagger and lunged at Cheng Yanchuan.She was trying to make up for the failed surprise attack!Wen Yantong hastily retreated, wisely seeking safety outside the potential line of fire.Mu Yang was the quickest to react. He brandished his teacup and lunged forward, prepared to confront the assassin.To their surprise, the assassin proved incredibly agile, evading Mu Yang's strike with a graceful arch. In one swift motion, she twisted the blade, poised to strike at Mu Yang's neck!In this critical moment, Fu Zixian swiftly raised his foot and propelled Mu Yang forward with a forceful kick. This sudden burst of speed allowed Mu Yang to narrowly escape the assassin's lethal blade, though a few strands of his hair paid the price.Finally, the rest of the audience snapped into action. A chorus of shocked screams filled the airsome fled in panic, while others raced around the building. The serene atmosphere descended into chaos in an instant, and the approaching guards were met with a frantic blockade.Those who ventured too close were dispatched with ruthless efficiency by the assassin.Wen Yantong couldn't help but curse under her breath. This assassin, masquerading as an actor, was far more formidable than they had anticipated. They had gravely underestimated her.Mu Yang, propelled to the side by the force of the kick, clutched a shattered teacup fragment and lunged at the assassin once more.The killer deftly evaded, her focus unwavering on Cheng Yanchuan, whom she relentlessly pursued.Luckily, Cheng Yanchuan had concealed a weapon on his person, and he engaged in combat with her. However, it swiftly became evident that the assassin outmatched him in strength. After just a few exchanges, it was clear that Cheng Yanchuan was running out of stamina. If this continued, he would surely be overcome.Wen Yantong acted on instinct, her heart pounding with fear and urgency. She snatched a nearby teacup, clutching it tightly in her hand, and offered a silent plea: Little Marquis, bless me! With all her might, she hurled the cup toward the fray.To everyone's astonishment, the teacup struck the assassin's temple with a thud. The impact between porcelain and skull created a dull sound. The assassin staggered, taking two steps back.Long live the Little Marquis!This momentary pause afforded Cheng Yanchuan a precious moment to recover. As the assassin advanced once more, Fu Zixian sprung into action, striking at the assassin's arm joint and deflecting the blade's trajectory.Fu Zixian turned around and stood beside Cheng Yanchuan, he took Cheng Yanchuan's short knife with one hand, and quickly deflected the assassin's move with the other hand.With a weapon on hand, Fu Zixian took the place of Cheng Yanchuan to confront the assassin.Fu Zixian, who looked so weak and cowardly, was unexpectedly able to fight on equal terms against this very powerful assassin. He moved with agility, effortlessly evading the assassin's lethal strikes.Wen Yantong knew that Fu Zixian's martial arts had always been great, otherwise he would not have become Chi Jingxi's right-hand man. While in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he only let others see his archery skills, and kept his martial arts and sword arts skills a secret. However, in order to safeguard Cheng Yanchuan, he was compelled to unveil this hidden talent, demonstrating the true extent of his abilities.