Shasheng never thought anyone knew of his existence. As an assassin, his ability to remain hidden was exceptional, and he was confident that among all assassins, his skill in concealment ranked within the top three. But in the next moment, Wu Tian’s gaze shifted directly to where he was hidden. Their eyes met, and Wu Tian’s bone-chillingly cold stare sent a shiver through Shasheng’s heart.
Qin Yuhan and the others couldn’t help but follow Wu Tian’s gaze. They saw only a tree, apparently with no one there. Shasheng, however, knew he had been discovered. Still, he felt only a momentary tinge of panic. After all, his Qinggong was his greatest source of pride.
Since he had been discovered, Shasheng simply walked out from behind the large tree. Unlike most assassins, he wasn’t wearing a mask. He looked refined, wore glasses, and was dressed in a shirt. At first glance, he seemed more like an intellectual than a criminal. The sword in his hand was the only thing that betrayed him.
"I am Shasheng," he said, offering a brief introduction without any attempt at concealment.
"What? Shasheng?" Xia Qian and Qin Yuhan exclaimed in shock.
"Mommies, do you know him?" the little one asked in her sweet, childish voice.
Qin Yuhan was annoyed. Mommies? You only have one mom, okay? Stop daydreaming!
Xia Qian, however, was delighted to hear the little one’s words. "He’s famous on the international assassin rankings," she explained. "And he’s the most expensive killer in Dragon Country."
The little one nodded. "Mommy Xia Qian, you know so much."
Qin Yuhan grew displeased, unable to let Xia Qian steal the spotlight. What kind of knowledge is that? She quickly added, "He also has a rule. When he kills a family, he always spares one member. He once refused an offer to kill a person with no family, no matter how high the price. People have offered him a fortune to eradicate an entire family, root and branch, but he still held to his rule of leaving one person alive."
The ordinary citizens nearby listened in stunned amazement. They felt unlucky enough just seeing a murderer, but today, they had actually encountered the King of Killers with such a strange quirk. In their world, this sort of thing only happened on television.
Shasheng nodded, confirming that what Qin Yuhan and Xia Qian had said was correct. He looked at the two women again, and his thoughts drifted to his own wife. She had also been beautiful, but a rich young master had targeted her, intending to violate her. She resisted to the death, and for that, she died. His gaze then fell upon the little girl. He once had a child, too, just as adorable. That child had witnessed the young master’s despicable act and had also been murdered.
Why! Why did my wife and child have to die, while your family is perfectly fine! Shasheng’s resentment surged once more, and his heart filled with venomous bitterness. He had been a teacher, guiding troubled students back onto the right path and treating them like his own children. So why had the heavens treated him so cruelly?
Even so, he knew that with Wu Tian present, he wouldn’t be able to kill anyone today. But he was still indignant and could only leave them with a threat. "There’s an old saying, ’You can be a thief for a thousand years, but no one can guard against a thief for that long.’" Staring at Wu Tian, he said quietly, "You should understand what that means. Stay close to your wife and child. The moment you leave their side, they just might have an accident."
After speaking, his heart seemed to ache, and he couldn’t help but sigh. "Perhaps that was too harsh of me. I know I’ve done wrong, but I can’t turn back. Don’t even think about catching me. You won’t be able to."
With that, Shasheng prepared to leave.

From the moment he killed his first innocent victim, Shasheng knew there was no turning back. He had wanted to be good, but fate had doomed him to evil! What could he do about it?
Shasheng refused to believe he could be killed. His Qinggong made him as swift as a soaring bird. However, just as that thought crossed his mind, Wu Tian flicked his finger. A coin shot through the air. Instantly, a figure tumbled from the treetops. Silence fell over the square as the city dwellers stared in shock. The assassin was so fast, yet he was still hit?
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