I will not let you die.

Chu Bing's heart fluttered restlessly. It took her a long time to snap back to her senses, and with a startled cry, she was pulled tightly into Li Mohan's arms as they rolled out of the carriage.

Once outside, the two of them realized that chaos had already engulfed the surroundings.

Li Haoran was locked in fierce combat with a group of guards against a pack of men in black. These assassins fought with ruthless efficiency, every single strike meant to kill. At a single glance, it was obvious they were trained death squads!

What kind of formidable influence could possibly cultivate so many assassins of this caliber?

Having fully recovered her wits, Chu Bing drew her soft whip and fought side by side with Li Mohan, their backs pressed against each other.

"Young Master, just watch your blind spots and deal with any enemies behind you. Do not rashly launch attacks on your own," Chu Bing instructed, mindful of Li Mohan's recent injuries.

Li Mohan remained silent, but the movements of his hands grew exceptionally fierce.

The enemies around him fell one after another, rapidly drawing the attention of the assassins and pulling more reinforcements to deal with him.

Gritting her teeth, Chu Bing abandoned defense and launched a furious offensive.

Acting like a sharp blade, the two of them carved a bloody path straight through the ranks of the assassins, quickly reuniting with Li Haoran.

Surrounded and protected by three guards in the center, Li Haoran was uninjured, but his expression was grim. The men he had brought along were either dead or severely wounded, fewer than one in ten remaining.

Upon seeing him, the cold voice of the system suddenly echoed in Chu Bing's mind, "Emergency mission issued: The host must ensure the safety of Li Haoran. Should Li Haoran lose his life, the host will perish along with him!"

What a thoroughly unscrupulous system!

Uttering such sarcastic nonsense at a time like this!

Gritting her teeth, Chu Bing could only silently edge closer to Li Haoran, desperately clearing away the enemies closing in on him.

Though her movements were subtle, they were still caught by Li Mohan, who was standing very close to her.

Li Mohan's gaze instantly turned icy, and the movements of his hands grew even more merciless.

"Lady Chu, you and my eldest brother must leave first!" Li Haoran shouted the moment he caught sight of Chu Bing.

His expression was laced with intense anxiety. "These people are after me. You and Eldest Brother can still escape!"

Though he harbored no fondness for Li Mohan, the mere thought of Chu Bing dying alongside him made Li Haoran wish that Li Mohan possessed even greater martial prowess to carry Chu Bing away to safety!

With a livid expression, Chu Bing used her soft whip to snare another assassin and hurl him into the air. "What nonsense are you spouting? Since I came out here with you, there is no reason for me to run away by myself!"

Besides, that damn system had explicitly stated that if anything happened to Li Haoran, she wouldn't survive either!

Rolling her eyes in inward fury, Chu Bing managed to maintain a righteous and heroic facade on the outside, which unexpectedly stirred waves of deep emotion within Li Haoran.

Not a single person had ever treated him this way before!

Giving Chu Bing a profound look, Li Haoran drew a deep breath, turned his head, and declared with an icy tone, "Fight! Even if we die here today, we shall never act as deserters!"

Wait, that is not what I meant at all, you idiot!

Staring in utter bewilderment as Li Haoran charged recklessly into the enemy formation as if pumped full of adrenaline, Chu Bing turned pale with anger. Forgetting about Li Mohan behind her, she began running desperately after him.

If Li Haoran met any misfortune, the system would surely strike her dead!

Watching Chu Bing charge toward Li Haoran without a single backward glance, Li Mohan's expression turned thoroughly dark.

At that moment, he could no longer deceive himself. No matter how indifferent Chu Bing claimed to be toward Li Haoran, Li Haoran undeniably held a special place in her heart.

In certain moments, that existence even superseded his own!

Suppressing the surging anger boiling within his chest, Li Mohan swung his long sword with ever-increasing ferocity, cutting down the assassins who rushed toward him.

Li Haoran fought with growing valor. Having learned numerous exquisite martial arts techniques from Chu Bing over recent days, he finally had the chance to put them to the test.

However, it was hard on the guards surrounding him, who had to simultaneously fend off surprise attacks and protect the young master. Distracted for a mere second, they left an opening, and one by one, they collapsed onto the ground.

In the end, only Li Haoran remained entirely isolated, facing dozens of assassins.

This was a battle unequal from its very inception.

Gripping his long sword tightly, Li Haoran kept his gaze sharp and vigilant.

The assassins encircled him, yet they did not rush to strike. Closing in step by step, the perimeter slowly shrank.

Li Haoran knew that once the circle tightened beyond a certain point, he would be captured alive by these men.

A flicker of ruthless determination flashed through his eyes.

The scions of the Li family could die in battle, but they would never turn into deserters.

As the assassins drew closer, brandishing their swords, they lunged at Li Haoran from all directions. Initially, Li Haoran managed to parry a blow or two, but his stamina quickly failed him, and he began to falter.

At that exact moment, a chilling blade slashed directly toward his head.

If that strike landed, Li Haoran would undoubtedly be dead!

In a fraction of a second, a myriad of thoughts flashed through Li Haoran's mind.

He had only just won his father's attention and charted a path for his future, yet before he could even put his plans into action, his journey was about to end here.

How utterly unacceptable!

At this hair-raising moment of life and death, a figure suddenly materialized out of thin air and squarely intercepted the sword blow meant for Li Haoran.

It was Chu Bing!

Seeing Li Haoran in mortal danger, she had instantly utilized her teleportation skill to appear right before him, blocking the lethal strike with her own body!

The blade sliced deeply into Chu Bing's shoulder. Having already been injured previously, the new wound compounded the old, sending such agonizing pain through her that her knees buckled and she immediately collapsed to the ground.

"L-Lady Chu?" Li Haoran stared at the scene before him in sheer disbelief.

Chu Bing had actually used her physical body to block that sword for him!

Dazed, he gazed at her petite, trembling figure, his eye sockets inexplicably burning with hot tears.

Li Mohan witnessed the scene as well.

His face was pale with a furious, hardened edge, yet his body moved faster than his conscious thought, rushing to Chu Bing's side to lift her up.

Half-leaning against his chest, Chu Bing gasped continuously from the agony. "Li Mohan... I think I am going to die."

The pain was truly killing her!

Li Mohan and Li Haoran froze simultaneously, a chilling premonition gripping both their hearts.

"...Stop talking nonsense. You are not going to die." Li Mohan pressed his fingers firmly against Chu Bing's wound, desperately trying to stem the continuous flow of blood.

The vibrant crimson instantly stained his fingers.

His eyes remained fixed unblinkingly on the injury, the corners of his vision tinged with a bloody red.

"Chu Bing, I will not let you die." He murmured in a low sigh, suddenly leaning down to press a kiss upon her forehead.

His gaze grew chillingly devoid of emotion as he swept his eyes across the hesitant assassins standing before him, regarding them as if they were already dead men.

If Chu Bing truly perished, he would undoubtedly make every single one of them bleed in burial!