"You think you can kill someone in front of me, an old lady, without my permission?" Aunt Wang said with such calmness, disregarding the assassin as if he were nothing.
Seeing Aunt Wang appear, Li Chen let out a sigh of relief and quickly began to use the Mysterious Technique, knowing that with Aunt Wang there, he was at least safe.
"Aunt Wang?!" Lin Xiaoxiao exclaimed, both shocked and delighted.
"Don't worry, no one can hurt your husband."
The assassin stood up, staring in disbelief at his attacker—an elderly lady-like figure. He couldn't believe it. You've got to be joking—how could I, a top thirty assassin, be toyed with by an old lady? How could he face anyone in the assassin's world after this?
"Old lady, there's a saying among you Huaxia people, 'When you die, no one will collect your body,'" the assassin said in a low voice, wary because he couldn't gauge her strength.
"Collect my body?" Aunt Wang shook her head, "I'm not close to being buried yet."
