"What in the world is happening?"
Li Ting's face was ashen. Two men in black had her and her master, Cheng Li, cornered.
These men in black had appeared so suddenly. She was grateful she was staying in her master's small courtyard tonight; otherwise, she would have already been cut down by the assassins from the Soul-Chasing Tower.
Cheng Li's beautiful face was ice-cold as she stared grimly at the two men in black before her.
'Two Bone Forger Martial Masters.'
It was common knowledge that assassins from the Soul-Chasing Tower were far deadlier than ordinary Martial Artists. Even though she was a True Disciple, facing two of the Soul-Chasing Tower's Soul-Grabbing Little Ghosts at once was extremely difficult.
"Master."
Although Li Ting had been training for two years, she had spent most of her time practicing stances in the Martial Arts Hall. She had never faced a life-or-death situation like this and was at a complete loss.
