By this time, Zhao Yang was sweating profusely, and he was on the verge of being unable to hold out any longer!
At that moment, the ninja suddenly spoke, "You are quite good."
Zhao Yang couldn't even speak. He was using all his strength to resist the relentless downward pressure of the blade. A moment's distraction, and the blade would undoubtedly slice through his palms, splitting him in two!
However, he couldn't help but ponder the ninja's words.
Since he's from Baiguo, why would he speak the language of Xuan Country?
Seeming to understand Zhao Yang's thoughts, the ninja sneered, "As an excellent ninja, mastering multiple languages is necessary."
Damn, assassins are so professional these days!
Although the assassin was talking, the force in his hands didn't weaken in the slightest, and Zhao Yang struggled against it with all his might.
