If he could, he really would have liked to go after Xiang Qiyan himself, but he couldn't.
"Huff!"
He placed his hands on his waist and exhaled deeply, truly wanting to know when Xiang Qiyan's good luck would finally run out.
If he couldn't completely finish off Xiang Qiyan this time, then once he returned, he himself would be the one to be killed, and he would never allow such a thing to happen.
So, it must be Xiang Qiyan who dies, no matter the consequences, Xiang Qiyan must be killed.
...
Half a month passed before they neared the Zhedu Sea Area.
Because they traveled on a triceratops, their speed was considered fast, but Qian Jiyun still hadn't arrived. After An Jiuyue made contact with him, they decided to stay in a small town near the sea area.
Of course, the assassins had been relentless, leaving them quite weary after the long journey.
Upon entering the inn, An Jiuyue laid out a spread of dishes in her room, and several people gathered round to feast.
