knock knock knock.
After hearing the knocking, Sun Huaimeng walked over and opened the door.
“Who is it?”
Outside the door stood a knight dressed in yellow, wearing a duckbill cap, with purple hair braided, and eyes under the brim shining with shrewd light.
“Hello, delivery.”
“Huh? Did someone order delivery?”
“The address does show this place.”
To convince her, the delivery knight even took out her phone and showed her the delivery page.
After Sun Huaimeng scrutinized her carefully, the knight spoke again:
“Um, I’m very familiar with the customer. I always hand it to him personally. Could you trouble to let me in?”
Sun Huaimeng gave her a suspicious look, then fully opened the door.
“Come in.”
After following her into the courtyard, Jiang Sui, disguised as a delivery knight, finally saw the scene inside.
After eavesdropping on Lu Yunze and the others’ conversation, Jiang Sui had taken action ahead of them.
As for the target’s information, Chen Miao had stated it clearly in Dong You’er’s video, so Jiang Sui naturally remembered it very well.
The target’s name was Sun Huaimeng, the person in front of her.
She was even more beautiful than Jiang Sui had imagined, with a slim figure, and especially her eyes, which seemed to harbor many cunning thoughts.
Jiang Sui had done a little investigation nearby and found that even though she lived alone, she had rented such a large courtyard, and no one knew what she did inside every day.
Now she knew.
The courtyard was crowded with many elderly people, sitting side by side, watching a performance on the stage.
It was called a performance, but it was actually a woman dressed as a nun telling some small stories about doctrine.
“It’s different.”
“Old Li, look, the scriptures this foreign monk chants are just incomprehensible.”
“None of us understand. I just came to pray for blessings.”
“I came to pray for a grandson. My son has already had three daughters.”
“Look at you all. I’m here to pray for a grandson.”
Many of the old people held a black scripture book in their hands.
Jiang Sui was so absorbed that she didn’t notice Sun Huaimeng had stopped in front of her, and nearly bumped into her.
“What’s wrong?” Sun Huaimeng turned and asked.
“Nothing, I was just wondering what kind of performance is being held here.”
“It’s just a charity performance organized by the church. You can watch if you want.”
As she spoke, Sun Huaimeng casually pulled out an identical copy of the Bible from the bookshelf and tossed it into Jiang Sui’s arms.
Jiang Sui flipped through a couple of pages and felt a bit disappointed.
She had thought the church they mentioned was something special, but it turned out to be just an ordinary foreign church.
She didn’t expect Sun Huaimeng to actually have the identity of a missionary, or should she say a devout woman?
If Jiang Sui had come a little later, she would have seen her dressed in a nun’s habit, preaching the foreign religion’s doctrines on stage.
After they walked around for a while and no one came to claim the delivery, Sun Huaimeng called out loudly:
“Which elder ordered the delivery?”
“It’s me, it’s me.”
A thin, small old man immediately stood up and ran over with a smile.
“You work hard every time.”
Jiang Sui said nothing, just lowered her head and handed the delivery to him.
“Do you want a tip this time too? Don’t refuse. You trouble yourself to deliver it every time. You deserve it, Mr. Li.”
‘Damn!’
“Mr. Li?” Sun Huaimeng frowned. “Grandpa Zhang, you’ve mistaken the person, haven’t you?”
Hearing this, the old man squinted and looked carefully for a moment, then gave an awkward smile.
“So it’s a young lady. No wonder her hands are so fair and clean.”
“Uh, hehe.”
Jiang Sui just smiled and said nothing else.
After delivering the food, Jiang Sui left the courtyard, but as she moved away, she could feel eyes staring at her back.
“Hey!”
Hearing the call, Jiang Sui’s shoulders twitched. She turned and saw Sun Huaimeng chasing after her.
“Grandpa Zhang’s tip, you forgot to take it.”
“Oh, I see. Thanks.”
Jiang Sui said and reached out to take it.
But in the next instant, Sun Huaimeng’s fair palm suddenly transformed into a sharp claw, attempting to grab her wrist.
Fortunately, Jiang Sui had been on alert and immediately transformed into a mass of black mist to evade the attack, then re-materialized behind her.
Feeling a stinging pain on her forearm, Jiang Sui looked down.
Even though she reacted quickly, the other party had still left a scratch on her forearm.
“A mere delivery person, yet you’re a Secret Arts Practitioner. So many people can use Secret Arts now?”
Sun Huaimeng licked the blood on her claws, as if savoring some delicacy.
“What do you want by sneaking into my territory? Someone from the Execution Division? Forget it, I don’t care. I can just capture you and interrogate you slowly.”
At that moment, Jiang Sui fully understood where the nickname “Old Cat” came from.
Chen Miao had said she was a little cat and Sun Huaimeng was an old cat, because their Secret Arts abilities were of a similar category—they were both related to cats.
As Sun Huaimeng spoke, she slowly crouched down.
‘An enemy that also relies on speed?’
Jiang Sui summoned the Waning Moon Scythe, mentally preparing to deal with a speed-type enemy.
But Sun Huaimeng didn’t pounce directly. Instead, she opened her mouth and let out a sharp, piercing sonic scream.
In an instant, Jiang Sui felt a splitting headache, as if countless needles were piercing her brain.
Seeing this, Sun Huaimeng moved, leaping from her spot, claws directly aimed at Jiang Sui, who had not yet recovered.
‘Got her!’
Sun Huaimeng’s lips curled up, as if she could already see her claws piercing through Jiang Sui’s chest.
But Jiang Sui was not without a backup plan.
She had long hidden a small crystal in her sleeve.
When facing extreme danger, she only needed to slide it out with her fingers and crush it.
A blinding light bloomed fully in the alley.
Sun Huaimeng’s vision was completely bleached white in that instant.
“Eyes! My eyes! I’m blind!!”
Sun Huaimeng covered her eyes and screamed incessantly.
Jiang Sui took the chance to raise her scythe and counterattack.
But things still weren’t so smooth.
Even though Sun Huaimeng’s eyes couldn’t open, when Jiang Sui’s scythe came down, she still managed to dodge in time.
‘A coincidence?’
Sun Huaimeng staggered back, rubbing her eyes, while Jiang Sui pursued step by step.
She quickly confirmed that it was no coincidence.
Sun Huaimeng indeed still had the ability to dodge.
‘How is she doing this?’
Connecting it to her Secret Art, Jiang Sui guessed that since her eyes were useless, she might be relying on other senses to perceive danger.
Her eyes were out, but her nose could still smell, her ears could still hear, and she could even feel the airflow from the scythe’s swing.
And these were precisely the senses that cats were most sensitive to!
On top of that, Jiang Sui’s speed was no match for hers. Even though she had the initial advantage, she couldn’t touch Sun Huaimeng at all. She had to stop until the other’s eyes recovered.
“You’re quite troublesome. Can’t you just let me cut you once? Just one cut.”
“I thought you were something, but in the end, that’s all you’ve got?”
Sun Huaimeng laughed arrogantly.
“You can’t shake me off, so you might as well surrender obediently. Tell me everything you know, and I might consider letting you live.”
Hearing this, it was Jiang Sui’s turn to laugh.
“That’s not certain.”
She directly put away her scythe in front of Sun Huaimeng, making the other even more wary.
“It’s true that I can’t easily deal with you in a short time.”
‘If this woman is a member of the Black Star Cult, she’s probably a Budaoshi.’
Jiang Sui’s smile seemed harmless, but in Sun Huaimeng’s eyes, it was full of cold malice.
“However, it’s also impossible for you to catch me.”
‘What exactly do these words mean?’
Jiang Sui glanced at her wristwatch, then waved at her.
“Time’s almost up. I’ll be going now.”
“Hey, you…”
Sun Huaimeng had just spoken when she found herself surrounded by black mist.
The whole sky and earth went dark.
She was on guard, but the attack never came.
After a long while, the black mist around Sun Huaimeng slowly dissipated.
Inside the mist, even her perception of time was weakened. She didn’t know how long had passed.
Jiang Sui’s figure had long vanished.
She still stood there, recalling what Jiang Sui had just said.
“Hmm, found her. Over here!”
Sun Huaimeng gasped and looked back.
Lu Yunze and the others had arrived. After walking into the alley, they immediately saw Sun Huaimeng, who had not yet canceled her Secret Art.
“We ran right into her. What’s the point of sneaking in? Let’s fight!”
Someone shouted.
Seeing they outnumbered her, Sun Huaimeng turned and ran.
“Don’t let her run back to that courtyard!”
Dong You’er shouted.
As soon as the words left her mouth, Lu Yunze leaped directly, executing a jumping slash aimed at Sun Huaimeng’s position.
Seeing the figure in the sky, Sun Huaimeng was nervous at first.
But she soon realized that the other couldn’t hit her at all.
“Haha, you fool… Huh?”
Lu Yunze’s heavy sword struck the ground, and the resulting shockwave, amplified by Luo Yao’s wind current, sent Sun Huaimeng flying.
She flew into the courtyard.
Everyone heard cries of surprise from inside.
As soon as the door opened, the elderly poured out, nearly pushing Lu Yunze and the others away.
The stage was smashed.
The target, covered by the curtain, hadn’t even lifted the lid off her head when Lu Yunze grabbed her wrist.
“You can’t run now.”
“Wait…”
Lu Yunze punched her unconscious, giving her no chance to explain.
Before everyone could react, the mission was over just like that.
He looked at the others, and they all looked back at him.