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Just when they thought they could hold out until reinforcements arrived, Chen Ji took the initiative to attack.

Chen Ji used to feel dejected every time he died fighting Feng Huai. But now he understood that the sword skill he had honed by dying countless times was his reward.

Four figures intertwined, and the knife light in Chen Ji's hands swept like crescent moons, cutting through the three men's swords and severing their throats.

...

Chen Ji, gasping for breath, bent over to pick up the short knife he had just thrown on the ground and hid it in his sleeve.

He didn't flee; instead, he turned and climbed back up the ladder to the rooftop.

Limping to the ridge, Chen Ji lay there, quietly observing the situation in Hongyi Lane.

In Hongyi Lane, countless disheveled clients and girls were being driven out of the brothels by the spies.