A masked man dressed in all black sharpened into view on Feng Ming Sword. He raised a dagger into the air. Before the assassin could make any other moves, Mo Xian suddenly twisted around and swung his sheath into the masked man's chest with all of his strength. Caught completely off-guard, the masked man stumbled back several steps and almost fell to the ground. Mo Xian used his momentum to spring off the bed and unsheathe his sword.
"Who are you? Who sent you?" Mo Xian demanded.
The masked man did not answer. Since a dagger was no match for a sword, he dropped the dagger and pulled out a pair of scimitars from his back before charging at Mo Xian again. Clang! Mo Xian just managed to block the attack.
