Wrongful Murder

Three people were about to arrive. Gu Shenwei still harboured some doubts, but there was little time left. The three horses passed in a flash, he had no time to ponder about it. Years as a killer had developed in him a habit of planning carefully before acting but having no hesitation when it came time to strike.

In terms of procedure, this was a perfect assassination with nothing for him to worry about.

Gu Shenwei struck first. He swept past one of the riders with his saber outstretched. The rider's head fell to the ground like a ripe fruit falling from its tree.

The other person had not even realized what had happened before Maid Lotus struck. His head flew into the air as blood from his neck wound spurted a few feet high.