Quit the Martial World!

"Now I am telling you. One hundred and eight silver label assassins are all dead. Five hundred iron label, dead! Golden label assassins, there were twenty-one before we went for the reward this time! Now these men you see here are all!"

"There are only fourteen people left in Boundless Lake, including me!"

"Boundless Lake, less than ten percent are alive. Boundless Lake is gone in this world! Do you understand?" Boundless Saint talked louder and louder. There even seemed to be tears shining in his eyes.

"Ning Biluo, answer me. Why do we live as assassins?" Boundless Saint looked at Ning Biluo.

Ning Biluo sighed.

[What for?]

[What else could it be?]

Boundless Saint didn’t wait till he answered. He kept talking, "We take money and we kill for it! It is a regressive and unethical profession! It is something people all hate! But we do it for our family, for people we love, for ourselves! For a better life!"