The thugs stood rooted to the spot, unsure of what to do.
"This kid seems like a tough cookie!"
Even Yue Yao and the others inside the car were frightened by Chu Yi's skills, but Han Lingyue, amidst her shock, couldn't help but her eyes sparkle a bit.
This was completely different from his performance during their sparring!
Just as the thugs hesitated, not daring to make a move, the door of the pickup truck suddenly opened.
A tall man with blond hair and blue eyes stepped out.
He was roughly one meter ninety in height, with his muscles bulging, and on his neck, there was a terrifying scar left by a sharp weapon.
It looked as though someone had survived having their throat slit.
The moment they saw him, Yue Yao's expression changed drastically.
"Damn it! Why is it him?"
Curious, Han Lingyue turned her head and asked, "Yue Yao, do you know him?"
Yue Yao nodded with a grim expression.
"His name is Qiao Lin, a famous assassin from abroad. To date, he has never failed."
