They were already very close to the Imperial City when the unexpected assassination attempt left Fengming Wanzhong rather taken aback.
By the time he had collected himself, only he and two other Cave Heaven Realm Martial Artists remained unscathed in the entire convoy, with the rest either injured or dead.
The attackers had struck swiftly, and rather than deliberately taking lives, they had simply incapacitated the people, which saved a lot of time.
"Who goes there, don't you know this is a convoy from the Phoenix God College? To harm our people so rashly, you will pay the price!"
Fengming Wanzhong, sensing the powerful aura of his opponent, refrained from acting hastily and instead questioned with a shout of anger.
The black-clothed figure didn't waste words and struck again, this time targeting the two Cave Heaven Realm Martial Artists.
Assassins never engage in idle talk.
Those who chatter cannot be assassins.
"Bastards!"
