Boom—
With a loud explosion, the large tree was blasted into smithereens, and countless wood chips flew in all directions, but Lin Chen's figure was nowhere to be seen.
"Boss, what happened?"
The other assassins looked at the old man with puzzled faces. The assassin who had been most tense turned his head to look at the large tree, but there was nothing there at all.
"It's nothing; perhaps I sensed it wrong."
The elder furrowed his brows slightly. Just a moment ago, he had clearly sensed someone spying on their conversation from that tree. With his palm wind being so swift, even Martial Artists of the Melding Earth Realm should not have been able to escape it.
But now, seeing the tree standing empty, could it really be that he'd sensed it wrong?
The old man's gaze fell on the black-clothed assassin from before; his expression immediately turned grave.
"Liu Zhu, when you came back, you didn't notice any suspicious people, did you, or during the execution of the mission?"
