The assassin knew the mission had failed and, unburdened by any sorrow, he plunged his knife directly into his own heart.
"Hmm." Tangyu, though he rushed to the assassin at top speed, hadn't expected his adversary to be so resolute in committing suicide, not even showing a will to resist any further, a true Dead Soldier.
By the time Tangyu reached the assassin, the man was already dead; it was obviously impossible to extract any information from him, a ruthless tactic. Recalling the perilous moment just now, Tangyu couldn't help but feel a chill; if it hadn't been for his all-out effort to unleash the Pure Yang Qi to defend himself, he might be the one lying on the ground.
