General, Do You Still Remember Me?

Just when Zhao Yinli raised his head and drank, and was about to drink the wine in one gulp, something unexpected happened. Mai Ji's movements became extremely fast at that moment. She quietly drew out a sharp short knife from her wide cuffs almost before anyone could react. The short knife shone with a cold light in the weak candlelight, without any hesitation or fear. She held the handle of the knife tightly and swung her arm suddenly. The short knife cut through the air with a sharp wind and stabbed directly into Zhao Yinli's neck. This sudden attack solidified the atmosphere in the banquet hall instantly, and all sounds seemed to be swallowed up by this sudden crisis. The guests watched this scene with wide eyes and horror, and some even screamed uncontrollably. However, Zhao Yinli did not take it easy. His many years of military career have allowed him to develop quick reactions and extraordinary courage. Just as the dagger was about to touch his skin, he jerked his head to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. At the same time, he quickly put down the wine glass, stretched out his right hand like lightning, and accurately grabbed the wrist of Mai Ji holding the knife. The two men's actions were completed almost at the same time, and their strength formed a fierce confrontation at this moment. A flash of surprise and unwillingness flashed in Wu Ji's eyes. She tried to break free from Zhao Yinli's restraints, but Zhao Yinli's hands were as firm as iron pliers, preventing her from moving at all. "You! Why do you want to assassinate me?" Zhao Yinli stared closely at Wu Ji's eyes, trying to find the answer in her eyes. "Zhao Yinli, do you remember 3 years ago?" The dancing girl looked directly into Zhao Yinli's eyes,