Everyone's gaze was fixed as their expressions shifted uncertainly.
The Qilin Swordsman majestically took his seat, flung his sleeve, and addressed the assassin:
"Your reputation is quite notable, the Resounding Drum has been sounded for your sake.
"Now that everyone who should and shouldn't be here in Wusheng Hall has arrived, speak your piece clearly in front of everyone.
"Make it clear, and Su, the Chief of the Escort may with a flick of his hand end your life pleasantly upon his happiness.
"If your words are unclear and you recklessly slander... heh, not to mention what methods Su, the Chief of the Escort has, my Wusheng Hall will make your life worse than death."
The assassin stood there, surveying his surroundings with a slight smile:
"Have I not already spoken what should be said?
"The one who instructed me to assassinate Ding Wugong is none other than the Great Hall Master of Wusheng Hall... Wan Yutang!!"
"Bullshit!"
