"It's a ninja!" someone shouted.
Zhitian moved swiftly, dashing forward in a flash, and threw something from his hand. A scream was heard as the opponent fell to the ground.
Zhitian wiped the sweat from his forehead, thankful he'd used the Yin Yang Binding Spell taught by the Master Astrologer earlier when he'd held the person down. As long as they didn't escape a certain range, he could injure them with the curse in his hand.
But when Zhitian rushed over to grab the person, his face darkened.
The opponent was already dead, having bitten through a poison capsule in their mouth!
The guard who followed was shocked, saying, "This isn't just a ninja, it's a death ninja. How did this person infiltrate our group?"
Others didn't know either, only that he hadn't been around long and seemed perfectly normal, not like a ninja at all.
"Master Zhitian, what do we do now that he's dead?" two guards asked worriedly.
Zhitian sighed, "I'll go and apologize to the Master with our failure."
