Third Young Master Jun turned back in shock and saw Ye Lu jumping down from the driver’s seat, eyes wide open as if he were dreaming. Wasn’t she already out at this moment?

How could she appear here?

Ye Lu, with a tense face, rushed over, pushed Mei forward, and pulled him to squat beside a stone stool.

They only heard a gunshot in the air, hitting the sophora tree not far from the door.

From the village chief’s house, several men carrying guns, with rough skin, sharp eyes, and wearing mountain boots, emerged. They looked far from ordinary peasants; they were patrolling soldiers.

"They are there, don’t let them escape, they are spies," Mei, lying on the ground, bitterly pointed towards the position where Ye Lu and he were squatting.

Third Young Master Jun’s face changed abruptly, his eyes flashed with firelight, and he grabbed Ye Lu and rushed into the alley between the houses.

Behind them, the messy footsteps sounded rapidly, and the men quickly chased after them.

Third Young Master Jun, holding onto Ye Lu, dodged two bullets; his face turned ashen. If he were alone, he would naturally handle it easily, but Ye Lu was slow to run and dodge.

Out of desperation, Third Young Master Jun gritted his teeth, carried her completely, and rushed through the crevice.

Then, in the village, he moved left and right. He had lived here for half a month and was very familiar with the terrain and locations. On the contrary, those men, who were patrolling members from outside, got lost after several rounds in this complex rural setting.

Hiding in a dilapidated and half-collapsed rotten house in the village, the rapid running left Third Young Master Jun breathing heavily, chest heaving.

He clung to the wall, his eyes cold and vigilant, scanning all directions and listening intently. He noticed the pursuit footsteps fading before he dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking down then, at Ye Lu whose face was pale and extremely nervous, he frowned and scolded angrily, "Why have you come back again? Don’t you want to live?"

"If I had not come back, you would have been shot by an ambush just now," Ye Lu glared back.

"Humph, do you think I’m a wooden block, standing there waiting to get shot?"

Third Young Master Jun glared at her irritably. Even if he had been caught in an ambush, his experience with enemies and his trained instinct for danger would allow him to dodge any assassination with lightning speed.

"Yes, yes, you’re the greatest," Ye Lu replied irritably, addressing the egotistical man.

"Alright, what exactly happened?" Third Young Master Jun held her and sat down to rest, seizing the moment to quickly ask. She wasn’t the type to act rashly; returning like this must mean something unavoidable had happened.

Ye Lu’s face was grave, her eyes clear as spring water but now shadowed with gloom, "I think godfather must have discovered my identity."

"So what about it?" Third Young Master Jun raised an eyebrow.

"While I was passing the border, I suddenly remembered something."

"What is it?"

Ye Lu pulled out a photo, "Take a look."

Third Young Master Jun took it, puzzled, and his heart trembled immediately, his eyes darkening extremely. The photo wasn’t terrifying in itself—just three people—but the identities of these three were enough to make the photo extremely shocking.

"Your father, godfather, and the arms king Nie Rong!"

"Right."

Ye Lu looked at that yellowed photo and sighed.

"This is something I found in North America when looking through my father’s old files. My father actually knew Su Feiman and had collaborated with him, yet he erased all traces of this cooperation. I’d never understood why he did that—it wasn’t something dishonorable. But now knowing the true face of my godfather, I suddenly think you might not be the first one to know this secret, my father also had control over my godfather’s identity secret."

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