"So, I'm worth that much money now." Chen Ji mocked himself.
When the forty-two assassins disguised as Jiefan Guard appeared, Chen Ji, Zhang Xia, and Zhang Zheng instinctively thought these people were targeting the Crown Prince and Prince Fu; others simply weren't worth such a massive mobilization.
But it wasn't until the crossbow arrows were shot down from the Yingluo Rock that Zhang Xia suddenly realized these people were here to kill Chen Ji.
Who could it be?
No matter whether they succeed or fail, these Death Soldiers would have to vanish afterward. The safest way is to die... but who would spend so much to kill a Hundred Households of the Yulin Army?
No time to think more, everyone quickly left Yingluo Rock along the narrow mountain path, ahead was White Pine Ridge.
Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, more crossbow arrows fell like rain from the side slope of White Pine Ridge.
In the nick of time, Yangyang shouted: "Yang Fang, Yang Xian, block the arrows!"
