"It was Young Master Ling!" Chen Bufan answered honestly.
"Ling Zicheng?" Guo Yi asked.
"Yes!" Chen Bufan nodded.
"Hmph!" Guo Yi let out a cold laugh, then said, "Ling Zicheng, courting death!"
If one does not offend me, I do not offend them, but if someone offends me, I will eradicate them root and branch.
Although Ling Zicheng had a powerful background, he had harbored the intention to kill Guo Yi. This man couldn't be allowed to live. Guo Yi did not wish for anyone to pose a danger to him. To be a threat to him was equivalent to threatening those around him. With the lesson learned from Chen Anqi, Guo Yi would never allow a second Chen Anqi to arise.
In the moment Guo Yi turned around.
"Die!" Chen Bufan roared furiously.
The sharp dagger in his hand viciously stabbed towards Guo Yi.
A fight to the death.
Betting an assassin's dignity, betting an assassin's shame.
