So, he sheathed his long sword and walked toward the man in black, seemingly intent on capturing him alive.
The man's eyes, as silent as a dead sea, barely showed any movement.
Being on the edge of a knife for so many years, like a ghost in the night, life and death are decided in an instant, ready to vanish at any moment.
They know too many secrets of the organization, not allowing defection, nor capture. Therefore, each of them hides a poison in their teeth.
Just bite down, and it seals the throat with blood.
As he was about to do so, Yun Ran suddenly stepped in front of Nangong Mo, "Yun Mo, let him go."
Upon hearing these words, both Nangong Mo and the man in black were taken aback, looking at Yun Ran in disbelief.
Nangong Mo slowly narrowed his dark eyes, the light in them flickering, his expression dark and difficult to decipher.
