The assassin evilly laughed as he swiftly stabbed the dagger forward into Lu Shang's chest with lightning speed.
Lu Shang couldn't react in time; the dagger pierced into Lu Shang's chest, and a sharp gasp of pain escaped from his lips.
Lu Shang's face twisted in agony, but he didn't give in to the pain; he still didn't give up and moved backward.
The dagger was forcefully yanked from his chest, causing more pain as he left the reach of the dagger.
Lu Shang clutched his chest as he looked down at his bleeding chest. The wound wasn't as deep as he acted in time, making the dagger unable to drive deep into his chest to create a serious injury for him.
Knowing that he was in a dangerous situation, he held down the cry that wanted to escape from his lips. He continued to look around, trying to find traces of his enemy, but he couldn't.
