"So, does that mean the Hidden Cultivators are definitely more formidable than the Ancient Martial Artists?"
The Corrupt Scholar shook his head: "That's hard to say."
Li Fei suddenly laughed: "Then why can't you beat me?"
Poof! The Corrupt Scholar coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood in anger on the spot.
Losing to Li Fei was his shame, and he didn't expect the other party to mercilessly pick at this wound. Just think, how humiliating is it for a supposedly formidable assassin to be defeated by the target in a single move? Moreover, he bore two impressive identities: an Ancient Martial Artist and an assassin from the Seven Killings Group.
Li Fei scrutinized him: "Now tell me, who sent you to kill me?"
The Corrupt Scholar snorted coldly: "We at Seven Killings don't sell out our employers, so don't even think about it."
"Oh, you've got quite the backbone," Li Fei remarked, "Just what the hell is this Seven Killings anyway?"
