"Bro, we're back already? How did you find the route back?" Zhang Bing looked at Yang Ming in amazement. His admiration towards his bro was at the maximum!
"Hehe, I remembered the way. No matter where you turned, I remembered it." Yang Ming smiled lightly. Remembering the way was a necessary practice for an assassin. Only by remembering the way could an assassin prepare themselves an escape route! Regardless of the success or failure of an assassination, an assassin must evacuate quickly. An assassin who didn't have an escape route would easily lose his life.
Yang Ming, as the heir to the King of Assassins, naturally left himself a proper escape route at any moment. Danger was everywhere, and hidden enemies often jumped out at any time. So, Yang Ming did not even take going for a drive lightly. Remembering the way he came had become his natural habit.
Yang Ming didn't need to deliberately force himself. He memorized everything naturally.
