The female anchor turned into the dean of an ancient academy

Chapter 120: Comparison of “Acting Skills”?

The burly assassin pondered for a moment, a gleam in his eyes. He made a gesture to shut up and said coldly, "Since he's playing tricks on us, let's play along! We'll pretend to be bribed by him, serving him good food and drink. When he lets down his guard, we'll find a chance to escape! Also, if anyone tells anyone about this mission, even Buddha can't save them. If there's any grievance, I'll send them to the Buddha and tell him about it."

After hearing this, several assassins were shocked and looked at the leader with trepidation, nodding their heads one after another.

"Brothers, we are now imprisoned and cannot take it lightly. After all, Han Zhengxian was once the emperor's teacher. Since he can sit in this position, he must be no ordinary person. We must be careful and cautious, take every step carefully, and never reveal our tracks!" The burly assassin reminded.

"Don't worry, big brother!" The other assassins answered in unison.

The assassins sat back down around the table, the atmosphere seemingly more relaxed. The thin assassin picked up a piece of braised pork elbow and ate it with big mouthfuls, mumbling, "Brother, you're right. Conserving our energy is the most important thing. Come on, drink, drink!" He then picked up the wine bowl and emptied it in one gulp.

The burly assassin nodded, picked up a piece of chicken, and slowly chewed it. His eyes scanned his surroundings, observing everything, trying to find any clues to escape. He lowered his voice and said to the assassin beside him, "Second brother, keep an eye out for any loopholes in this cell. We can make plans early."

"Don't worry, big brother, I've been paying attention to their rotation time." The assassin called Lao Er responded in a low voice, his eyes became sharp, and he looked carefully at every corner of the cell.

"Third brother, your martial arts skills are the best. If we find an opportunity later, you will be responsible for preparing an escape route." The burly assassin continued to make arrangements.

The assassin with the scar on his face, the third brother, patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, big brother. As long as we find the opportunity, I will definitely lead everyone to escape!"

"Fourth brother, you have a quick mind. You will act according to circumstances and adapt to the situation." The burly assassin said to the short and fat assassin.

"No problem, big brother, just watch!" The short and fat assassin answered confidently.

"Remember, we are acting now. Don't show your weakness and let Han Zheng see it first." The burly assassin reminded again.

"Understood!" The other assassins answered in unison.

So, they continued to clink glasses, seemingly captivated by Han Zhengxian's sweet talk. However, deep within them lay a deep sense of vigilance and calculation. The burly assassin observed his surroundings calmly, mentally plotting his escape. The game of gamblers had begun.

As they were talking excitedly, the cell door was suddenly opened from the outside. The sudden movement made several assassins instantly alert. They put down the food and wine in their hands and looked at the newcomer with vigilance.

A handsome young man dressed in blue entered. With a warm smile on his face, he walked up to the assassins, bowed, and said gently, "My dear men, my name is Chen Zigui. I have come to visit you on the orders of Dean Cen of Zhaoyin Academy."

The burly assassin looked Chen Zigui up and down, his tone wary as he asked, "Are you from Zhaoyin Academy? What are you doing here?"

Chen Zigui smiled slightly and said in a gentle tone, "Don't be nervous, my dear warriors. I have no ill intentions. I am only following orders."

"On orders? We just had a battle with your Zhaoyin Academy. Why would your dean send someone to visit us?" The assassin with a scar on his face asked in a bad tone.

Chen Zigui, still smiling, explained, "You may not know, but Dean Cen only realized afterwards that it was all a misunderstanding. However, the misunderstanding had already occurred, leading to your arrest and imprisonment. He felt deeply sorry for this, and so he specifically ordered me to come and visit you, bringing you some small gifts. I hope you will accept them."

As he spoke, Chen Zigui clapped his hands, and a man dressed as an attendant came in carrying two exquisite mahogany suitcases. After placing the suitcases on the ground, he opened the lids.

The assassins' eyes were instantly drawn to the contents of the box, which was filled with dazzling silver and a thick stack of banknotes. Even these desperate men, willing to risk their lives, were stunned by the sight, their eyes glinting with greed.

However, they quickly restrained their desires. The burly assassin looked at Chen Zigui coldly and said in a stern tone, "Who are you? What's your purpose? Just tell us directly! Don't try to deceive us brothers with these false pretenses."

Chen Zigui remained calm and composed, smiling as he said, "Everyone, I've already said this before. This is just a misunderstanding. We at Zhaoyin Academy mean no harm. Since you came here for the money, and now that the money is right before your eyes, why are you all going through so much trouble?"

"Hmph! Stop pretending here! It's true that we were responsible for the injury to your dean, but our sixth brother was also shot to death by your people. No matter how you look at it, you're the one who's going to get the better deal!" said the short and fat assassin with a cold snort.

"Brother, you are too kind. I have said that this is just a misunderstanding. Our dean has always been magnanimous and will never hold you responsible. Moreover, we came here today with full sincerity. I hope you can understand." Chen Zigui still maintained his smile and spoke sincerely.

The burly assassin stared at Chen Zigui for a long time. Seeing that he remained neither humble nor arrogant, he couldn't help but feel a little confused. Could there really be some misunderstanding?

Thinking of this, he decided to test the other party's intentions first, so he asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, what exactly do you want to do by looking for us?"

Chen Zigui smiled slightly and said in a relaxed tone, "It's nothing. I just wanted to help you guys with a small favor and clear up the misunderstanding between us..."

As the night deepened, a thick, inky darkness enveloped the earth outside the window, yet the lights inside the Linkang government office were brightly lit, as if it were daytime. Han Zhengxian sat alone in his study, his brow furrowed, anxiously awaiting news. From time to time, he glanced out the window, then down at the letter in his hand, feeling restless and uneasy.

"Dong dong dong..."

A sudden knock on the door broke the silence of the study. Han Zhengxian stood up abruptly, walked quickly to the door, and opened it.

"Shoji? Why are you…"

I saw Han Zhengci standing outside the door, looking flustered, sweating profusely, and his clothes a little messy, as if he had just experienced an intense run.

"Brother, this is bad..." Han Zhengci said breathlessly, his face pale and his eyes full of fear.

"What happened? Tell me slowly, don't be anxious." Seeing this, Han Zhengxian's heart sank. He hurriedly supported Han Zhengci's shoulders and asked him to go into the house and sit down.

Han Zhengci took a few deep breaths and said intermittently: "Brother...those assassins...those assassins..."

"What happened to those assassins? Tell me quickly!" Han Zhengxian became even more anxious when he saw him hesitating. He grabbed his shoulders and asked loudly.

"Those assassins... escaped from prison!" Han Zhengci finally spoke out, his voice trembling and his face pale.

Han Zhengxian was struck by lightning when he heard this. He staggered and almost fell to the ground...