"The Sect Leader never speaks falsehoods."
Having said that, Ye Feng's old face reddened, and after coughing once, he rolled up all the ancient texts and, with a whoosh, used instantaneous movement to leave.
Inside the Assassin's Hall.
The Hall Master and numerous assassins looked at each other, then immediately wiped the large beads of sweat from their foreheads.
Just now, they really thought Ye Feng had come to cause trouble.
Given Ye Feng's current strength, even if all the assassins of the Assassin's Hall attacked together, they likely couldn't even sever a single hair on Ye Feng's head.
"Finally got rid of that big shot, scared me to death!"
The Hall Master of the Assassin's Hall slumped into his seat and turned to the assassins, suddenly slapping his thigh, "Listen up, from now on, whoever dares to issue a mission related to assassinating Misty Sect personnel, tie up the one issuing the mission first!"
"Yes!"
