“Nice sword.”A calm voice sounded.
Ian was shocked and sobered up a lot. He turned his head and saw two people wearing strange clothes. He had seen the strange clothes of the people inside the tent!
“Assassin?”Ian narrowed his eyes. There was a murderous look on his face: “How did you come in? Who Was Your Insider?”
“Unfortunately, I can’t kill the person I want to kill the most. No matter how sharp the sword is, it is useless.”Dudian indifferently said: “Don’t worry, I just came to make a deal with you.”
“Deal?”Ian raised his eyebrows and sneered: “Nonsense, die!”He suddenly rushed towards Dudian.
Dudian looked at him as he rapidly approached. He suddenly stretched out his fingers and pinched the tip of the sword. He pulled the tip of the sword and twisted it. The sword was extremely flexible as it bent and stabbed towards Ian.
Iannar’s pupils shrank as he quickly retreated.