As he read the name of the person in sixth place, Feng Yin couldn't help but pause.
Becuase this name was eerily familiar!
Sixth place: Wen Shumo!
Feng Yin rarely traveled around the world and didn't know many people. He had never expected that he would bump into an acquaintance in the Gold Rank training, to such an extent that he hadn't even noticed this fellow was in the same group as him.
The rankings were finally complete.
Many of the male Gold Rank assassins were utterly speechless.
Looking down at their chests... damn it, we don't need to bandage ourselves at all!
They were inexplicably ranked several places lower, it was a huge loss.
The ones ranked five to ten were not too bothered as they were still amongst the top ten and didn't feel a sense of urgency.
But the ones in eleventh and twelfth place definitely felt conflicted. Their faces were so grim it looked like they were about to secrete juice.
