"Hurry up and kill yourself; I don't have time to waste words on you."
The beautiful Assassin looked at Zhang Bin as if he were already dead, clearly not bothering to argue with someone about to become a corpse.
"So you're that eager to warm my bed? In that case, I can only oblige you."
Zhang Bin spoke with a sinister smirk as a strange Talisman suddenly appeared in his hand. This Talisman was unique, drawn on an archaic, white beast hide, and it emitted an odd aura.
Before the beautiful Assassin could react, the Talisman began to twist and tumble. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a huge red bow carved with countless exquisite patterns. On the bowstring rested a sharp red arrow, the bow drawn taut like a full moon, its lethal point aimed directly at the beautiful Assassin's chest.
HUMMMM…
