All three Assassins had their faces covered.
The strongest of them was a large, bald man. Of the other two, one was a swordsman in cyan robes on the left, and the other was a lean man on the right.
The Cyan Robed Swordsman and the lean man seemed to know each other.
They were currently ganging up on the large, bald man, trying to make him concede a larger share of the profits.
After all, there was only one head on Li Chang'an's neck. With three people to divvy up the spoils, a conflict of interest was inevitable.
But now, hearing Li Chang'an's words, the three men, caught in their dispute, couldn't help but turn to look at him, their faces masks of disbelief.
'This kid is staring death in the face. Not only does he not even try to run, he actually dares to step forward and provoke us?!'
