Huan Yuan slipped and fell as it struck him that he was in a grave situation when he took a phantom step. He had nothing to rely on as his body flew into the air.
However, his mind was clear at that very moment.
'Rong Zhi, Rong Zhi, your plan's thorough indeed,' he thought while forcing a smirk as he fell.
He expected everything to happen. He expected the assassins because it was he who asked for them. He even expected them not to recognize him.
Or maybe it was all part of Rong Zhi's plan. Such a thorough plan could not be described merely as terrifying.
A chill that he had never felt before rose in Huan Yuan's heart.
However, nothing mattered to him right now. The view was considered beautiful, so it was not exactly depressing to be buried there.
