However, before they could rush in, they saw a teenage girl dressed in red standing under the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard. Her floaty dress fluttered in the wind.
It wasn’t cherry blossom season yet, but to their surprise, the flowers were in full bloom, and the falling petals danced in the moonlight.
“Feng Wu!” The short assassin had a cold, murderous look in his eyes.
The mission came with a letter of appointment, and Feng Wu’s portrait had been in it.
Feng Wu wasn’t standing there by herself. Next to her was Chang San, who had a cold look in his eyes.
He was about to move, when Feng Wu stopped him.
She gave him a sideway glance. “I need to train.”
Chang San was noticeably losing his patience, for he had had a moment of epiphany during his cultivation just then, and he was eager to put it into use and make some progress in his cultivation.
Hence, Chang San stared at the shorty and the fatty with an aggressive look in his eyes!
“They’re merely a pair of useless Spiritual Elders. Do whatever you want with them.” With those words, Chang San held his sword between his crossed arms and leaned against the cherry blossom tree.
“Useless Spiritual Elders?” The corner of Feng Wu’s lips twitched. The captain of Jun Linyuan’s guards was probably the only one that could make that statement.
Feng Wu was a Spiritual Grandmaster herself. In any other situation, she wouldn’t even try to fight a Spiritual Elder, and would take off right away.
But it was different today.
They were on her territory. With her Taiyi Formation and the fact that Chang San was guarding her on the side, Feng Wu decided to practice her skills.
The two assassins sneered at Feng Wu’s words.
“You brat. How bold of you! It’s time for you to surrender!”
Feng Wu shook her head. “I want to have a match.”
The shorty said, “Where do you think you are? A martial arts arena? Kiddo, we’re assassins. Get it?”
This was the first time that the two assassins had run into a mere Spiritual Grandmaster who wasn’t afraid of them, two Spiritual Elders.
Their cultivation levels were an entire stage apart, and the difference between their capabilities was too great to overlook.
“A further delay will only mean more complications. Let’s do this together!” The two assassins exchanged looks, and the next second, they charged at Feng Wu together!
Their client had put a very high price on Feng Wu’s head. Once they accomplished this mission, they would be able to live comfortably without needing to work for the next three years.
Seeing the two blades come at her, Feng Wu had an expectant smile on her face.
She needed to practice her sword stances, the ones known as Fallen Star Swordplay, which her master taught her the other day. However, Feng Wu wouldn’t be able to take the two of them together, so she grinned at Chang San.
Taking Feng Wu’s hint, Chang San rolled his eyes in resignation, and the next second, he raised his hand slightly.
Whoosh —
In a split second, only one of the two assassins was still facing Feng Wu, for Chang San was holding the other one.
Thud!
Twisting the fatty’s wrist so that the sword was aimed at the man’s own belly, Chang San then impaled the fatty to the tree with it.
The fatty looked completely baffled!
This wasn’t supposed to happen!
Didn’t the info say that Feng Wu, a Level 4 Spiritual Grandmaster, was the most capable cultivator in Fallen Star Yard? The rest of the members were supposed to be petty Level 3 and Level 1 Spiritual Grandmasters as well as a Level 6 Spiritual Master.
But why was this man here? He was far beyond a Spiritual Elder!
Chang San used to be the captain of the crown prince’s guards, so of course he was a very capable cultivator.
