The Might of Zhen Yuan

The sturdy man raised his head and growled towards the sky, “Thunder Freer! Do you have any idea regarding the consequences of killing us, the leaders of the Purple Sun Martial School’s assassin group?!”

“Right now, you still have the chance to leave… I assume you don’t want to be hunted down by our Top Elder again, do you?” The malicious-looking elderly man was not as calm as the sturdy man. He clearly knew that the latter could easily end both of their lives in a moment. If the other party insisted on killing them, escaping would be futile. They could only hope that the other party would be afraid of their top elder, and give up on protecting Ye Chen.

Bang!