"Assassination?" The inexperienced fledglings could hardly believe their ears. From Min Renlong, who came from origins of reputable pedigree, to Yuanyang, who grew up from the wildlands of the South, the notion of taking a life was but a shred of fantasy that once flashed through their minds. The revelation of actually carrying out the deed left them slightly trembling as they froze, perplexed, not knowing whether they should be excited or scared. Their quivering gazes fell upon their new guide, Meng Qi.
The dispirited laziness and the buoyant demeanor of their guide hardly projected any shred of strength despite having a sword at hand. Still, his jovial attitude and warmth swept away all fear and dread that they had about him.
