Yin Tian's brows frowned.
He took a stride out of the room and headed towards the front courtyard.
As he reached the front courtyard, he saw that the Shadow Palace Assassins, who were originally in charge of guarding the safety of Yin Mansion, were all standing in a neatly arranged row.
There stood an incredibly arrogant-looking young man who was continuously slapping the faces of those Shadow Palace Assassins.
Slap slap slap...
The crisp sound of slaps echoed in the early morning.
He was hitting them hard, and the faces of the assassins he struck were all incredibly swollen.
Yet, they just stood there, not daring to move an inch.
"Stop."
Yin Tian spoke indifferently, his expression showing neither joy nor sorrow as he stepped forward.
Upon hearing Yin Tian's words, the young man turned his head slightly and looked at Yin Tian, "Are you the master here?"
"I am."
Yin Tian said lightly.
"Heh..."
The young man let out a snicker, "You're the one I'm looking for."
