My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

The night breeze gently brushed against the walls of the Cherry Blossom Garden.

Shadow One, the assassin, sat slumped on the lawn in an extremely disheveled position.

His heart was pounding like a drum in his chest, and his night clothes were already soaked with cold sweat.

He stared intently at the five-year-old girl in front of him, who was wearing a pink nightgown and had two little buns on her head.

My brain was thrown into unprecedented chaos.

I'm wearing the ancient relic, the "Shadow Ring"!

This ring could even perfectly shield the divine sense of a Nascent Soul stage expert, erasing all his presence, aura, and heartbeat.

In front of this little girl, he should clearly be a non-existent "ghost"!

but.

This little girl not only accurately located the spot where he was climbing the wall.

They even placed a small wooden stool against the wall beforehand, in case he jumped down and broke his leg!

What Shadow One found most absurd was...

The little girl was tilting her head and blinking her clear, big eyes, asking him if he had climbed over the wall in the middle of the night to steal beef ribs and barbecue.

"Stealing some barbecue?"

Yingyi swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing the shock in her heart.

He was the Zhao family's top assassin, trained for thirty years!

His hands were stained with at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, of blood.

Even now, having lost all spiritual power and divine consciousness, and reduced to a mere mortal powerless to even kill a chicken.

But with his honed fighting skills, dealing with a defenseless five-year-old girl was as easy as crushing an ant!

All we need to do is kill her and steal the phoenix spirit egg.

If the ancestor can extend his life, the Zhao family can be saved!

After a brief moment of panic, Shadow One's eyes quickly regained the coldness and cruelty befitting a suicide soldier.

The best way to deal with five- or six-year-old kids is not to force them.

It was a lie.

On Shadow One's perpetually expressionless, stiff face, he forced out what he thought was an incredibly kind smile.

He tried to make his voice sound as gentle as possible.

"Yes, yes, Uncle is just hungry and came to find something to eat."

As Yingyi spoke in a low voice, he slowly stood up from the ground.

His right hand silently slid to his waist, where a poisoned dagger, deadly to the touch, was hidden.

Followed by.

Yingyi suddenly widened his eyes, putting on an exaggerated and surprised expression.

He suddenly raised his left hand and pointed behind Sizi.

He shouted in a highly seductive tone:

"Wow! Little girl! Look behind you!"

"What a huge table of delicious food! There's fragrant roast chicken and bright red candied hawthorns!"

For a foodie, nothing is more irresistible than the words "delicious".

Just a second ago, Si Zi was seriously examining this "wall-climbing uncle".

Upon hearing about roast chicken and candied hawthorn, her big, dark eyes instantly sparkled with dazzling little stars.

All the defenses and doubts in my mind were completely cleared away by the delicious food at this moment.

"Where is it? Where is it? Where is the best place to eat it?!"

Sizi cheered excitedly.

The little girl turned around without warning, her back to Yingyi, and stretched out her fair little neck to look around.

It's now!

Looking at Sizi's unguarded back, Ying's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

The feigned kindness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a ferocious murderous intent.

"You little bastard, be smarter next time you're reincarnated!"

Shadow One grinned madly in his heart.

He swiftly drew the dagger, gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light, with all his might, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole.

With a whistling wind, it pierced fiercely towards the back of the rhinoceros!

This strike was swift, precise, and ruthless.

It perfectly showcases the muscle memory of a top assassin.

In Shadow One's prediction, the next second, this little girl would be stabbed through the heart by a dagger, and she would collapse to the ground without even being able to make a sound.

He will successfully take the spirit egg from the house and make an unparalleled contribution to saving his family.

however.

The ideal is lofty, but reality is so surreal that it leads to despair.

Just as the incredibly sharp poisoned dagger was less than half an inch away from Sizi's pink nightgown, at the critical moment...

"Buzz—"

Hanging at the waist of the rhinoceros was a round jade pendant that usually looked dull and unremarkable.

Suddenly, I sensed a deadly threat.

A faint purple-gold light, barely perceptible to the naked eye, instantly flowed across the surface of the jade pendant.

This faint light did not unleash any earth-shattering, terrifying power.

It simply and quietly formed a thin, cicada-wing-like curtain of light behind the rhinoceros.

"clang--!"

A sharp, metallic clang, so clear it made your teeth ache, suddenly rang out in the silent courtyard.

Yingyi felt that her dagger had not pierced a soft little girl.

Instead, it slammed into an unshakeable divine iron pillar with terrifying speed!

A powerful, despair-inducing force surged back into his arm along the blade of the dagger, like a raging torrent.

"Snap!"

A chilling sound of bones cracking.

Shadow One's right wrist was twisted at a bizarre 90-degree angle by this terrifying recoil force, and was dislocated and fractured on the spot!

"ah--!"

The intense pain made Ying's eyes almost bulge out, and he let out a suppressed groan.

The black dagger, coated with deadly poison, flew out of his hand.

It spins rapidly in mid-air like a helicopter propeller, tracing a long parabola.

With a "whoosh," it flew far away into the weeds in the corner of the courtyard wall and disappeared without a trace.

And as a target for assassination.

Sizi was standing with her hands behind her back, tiptoeing and searching for a long time.

Let alone roast chicken and candied hawthorn.

I didn't see a single chicken feather or a piece of sugar.

"Where can I find anything good to eat? There's absolutely nothing here."

The little girl was overjoyed but disappointed, and muttered something in the dark.

She turned her head, ready to ask the uncle where he had hidden the delicious food.

But then they saw that the middle-aged man was clutching his right wrist tightly, sweating profusely from the pain, his face contorted in agony.

Sizi blinked and instantly understood.

She looked at the empty courtyard, then at Yingyi, whose face was full of pain.

The little girl is angry.

very angry.

Her rosy cheeks puffed up instantly, like two angry little buns.

She stretched out her chubby little index finger, pointed at Yingyi, and loudly accused him in a childish voice:

"You're lying!"

"There were no candied hawthorns or roast chicken at all!"

"You climbed over someone's wall in the middle of the night and even lied to a child! You're a big bad guy!"

For Sizi, the most unforgivable crime in the world was to deceive her feelings with fake delicious food.

That would be the greatest insult to a top-notch foodie.