Assassination

"Alright, alright, let's go back," said Ling Chuxi as she waved her hands dismissively. She was so disgusted.

"Thank you for not killing us." Liu Qingfeng, Wu Tianlang and the rest bowed and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a black figure flew out from the crowd like a sharp arrow towards Ling Chuxi. This move was extremely sudden and crafty.

The moment Ling Chuxi and the others finally settled matters in Huifeng Ridge, they had let their guard down. They didn't expect someone to suddenly make a move at this moment. This person had hidden himself too well and looked too ordinary. He didn't attract anyone's attention and his sudden appearance had stunned everyone. This person was neither too tall nor too short; neither fat nor thin; and his looks were extremely ordinary. If he were to be thrown into the crowd, he would have been forgotten immediately.