"Mercy, good sir!" the figure trembled.
"Be careful not to let your hand shake."
Had he not been afraid that any sudden movement might lead to a misunderstanding, he would have actually considered falling to his knees to beg for mercy.
It's true that a man's knees are more precious than gold, but what can you do when there's a sword at your vital parts?
Jiang Wang had never encountered an assassin of this style before. With a cold face, he said, "You be careful, not to give me a reason to kill you."
"I definitely won't, I assure you!"
"..." Jiang Wang was silent for a moment: "Who are you?"
"My surname is Su, named Xiuhang. A citizen of Guard Country's Jiaoheng County, not the famed Wei of the military, but Wei as in 'guard.' Born in the Year of the Dao Calendar one..."
Before the man could recite his entire date of birth, Jiang Wang hurriedly interrupted, "Which organization are you from? Who sent you here?"
