A flash of shock and panic crossed the masked man's eyes. He immediately moved to bite his tongue and end his own life!
However, Shen Yanchuan gave him no such opportunity.
With a single chop to the neck, the masked man's eyes rolled back, and he passed out.
The door opened and Lian Zhou slipped in silently. His expression tightened when he saw the scene inside the room.
"So they couldn't hold back after all."
Shen Yanchuan flicked the man's mask off with the tip of his dagger, revealing an unfamiliar face that looked to be no older than twenty.
"Xu Jie is definitely behind this. We haven't even reached Changzhou, and he's already sent someone."
'A pity. I wonder if Xu Jie overestimated himself or underestimated me, thinking he could take me out just by sending a moderately skilled assassin.'
Lian Zhou stepped forward, took out a rope, and swiftly tied the man up.
He twitched his nose, catching the faint, cloyingly sweet scent in the air, and let out a soft "heh."
