The opposing assassin sharply sensed the danger as both tried to pinpoint each other's exact location.
Rain had long since soaked the old man's clothing, trickling into his eyes along his hair strands; he only dared to make minor movements like blinking, not daring to wipe it away with his hand.
Based on his experience, he judged that the enemy was not far from him.
He had chosen this excellent position after scouting, and apparently, so had his opponent.
Judging from the shot just now, the opponent's skill was no less than his own.
After that hit, Zuo Xingyun no longer dared to delay; he quickly left with An Yunhua and Xiang Wan.
Having known Xun Lu for so many years, he also took her body with him.
An Yunhua and Xiang Wan didn't stop him; they didn't want to make it hard for Zuo Xingyun.
After a half-hour standoff with the hidden assassin, the old man risked making a move to quickly end the confrontation.
