1147 The Assassins (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

”Your brother... why are you worried about your brother? That he will be overwhelmed by sorrow?” Mo Fan asked.

Zhao Manyan shook his head, ”Forget it, we've just won the tournament. I shouldn't mention something like this to ruin the mood.”

”Don't mention it, we grieve and celebrate when the time is right, even when the two are mixed up. There's no need to force your feelings,” Mo Fan agreed.

”Do you mind giving me some time to think about it? I'll talk to you again once I clear my mind.” It was obvious that Zhao Manyan was still bothered by some other things. As a matter of fact, he was still unsure about the truth.

”Alright, I'll be in my room, or Mu Ningxue's. Just come find me whenever you want,” Mo Fan did not force him.

Mo Fan turned around before he left and saw Zhao Manyan slowly moving toward the seawall. It was quite obvious that Zhao Manyan was very troubled by this matter.

Luckily, he had long prepared for it.

Being prepared for the death of close ones was totally different than suddenly receiving the news of someone passing, since people had time to gradually accept the truth when the person was going to pass away soon. The grief would slowly turn into respect for the deceased. Zhao Manyan did not really have any regrets. After all, he had achieved an impressive feat before his father passed away. The old man could rest in peace now.

On the other hand, news of the sudden death of close ones would take anyone by surprise, like a lightning bolt landing right on them. Mo Fan had witnessed too many deaths during the Calamity of Bo City and the Calamity of the Ancient Capital. It was the reason he had been putting so much work in his cultivation, to ensure his loved ones could live in peace amid the chaos brought about by the demon creatures.

Unfortunately, every life would come to an end one day. People would eventually have to embrace it and continue on with their lives. If they spent their whole lives in shadows and rainy days, they would be the person that died instead!

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Zhao Manyan was still at loss in front of the seawall. The sky had completely darkened. The lamps in Venice lit up, while some of the islands nearby disappeared in the darkness as if they did not exist.

A couple was approaching. The man was in his thirties, with a scar on his tanned forehead. He was hugging the woman beside him tightly with a huge smile, as if he was extremely pleased by their relationship, like a young man passionately in love.

The woman seemed to be in her thirties, too. She looked quite ordinary, the kind that Zhao Manyan would not bother giving an extra glance to. The woman was wearing a shy smile, but her eyes were glancing around. She sneakily looked over at Zhao Manyan.

”Friend, can you take a photo of us?” the man asked, holding a camera out.

”Sure.” Normally, Zhao Manyan would just walk past the couple arrogantly. He only allowed himself to show off his relationship to others, instead of the other way around. However, he was in a bad mood today, so he did not mind doing someone a favor, collecting some blessings for his father who would soon pass away.

When Zhao Manyan reached out his hand to take the camera, the man with a scar suddenly grinned viciously.

The man's eyes flickered murderously as a long poisonous snake with eight claws poked out from his sleeve. It coiled around Zhao Manyan's wrist and bit his arm!

Zhao Manyan did not feel any pain from the bite, but his blood suddenly froze, and continued to spread to the other parts of his body!

”You!” Zhao Manyan was astounded. He quickly cast a defensive spell.

The Sacred Shield Protection was about to complete itself when Zhao Manyan was dazzled all of a sudden, the same way he felt when he was drunk last night.

The last Star Orbit broke in half. Zhao Manyan had failed to set up his defense in time. The poison was spreading too quickly. Not only did it paralyze him, it was also messing with his mind!

”Who are you!?” Zhao Manyan yelled. He was still able to speak.

”What's the point of asking so much? Isn't it better to die without knowing anything?” the woman grinned. She slowly took out a poisonous needle.

The needle was the length of a dagger. It was clearly a vicious piece of magic equipment, similar to Guan Yu's claw gauntlet. The Weapon was suitable for assassin-type Mages. They were not that useful against demon creatures, but were deadly against Mages!

”Who sent you!?” Zhao Manyan was so infuriated that his eyes were about to spit fire.

”It looks like you will be able to keep your father company in the afterworld!” the female assassin giggled coldly as she stabbed the needle into Zhao Manyan's heart.

The poisonous needle easily penetrated Zhao Manyan's skin and entered his flesh. It would soon reach his heart. However, a golden light erupted out of nowhere. The insignificant necklace that Zhao Manyan was wearing drove back the two assassins with the strong light, preventing the poisonous needle from moving any further.

”As expected of a fuerdai, you have a piece of magic equipment that even surpasses the power of the Ring of Venice. But is your final struggle going to make any difference?” The female assassin was still grinning, as if she was not too surprised by his magic equipment.

The two assassins were incredibly strong, especially the man with the Poison Element that had ambushed Zhao Manyan first. Even if Zhao Manyan was paying attention, the man could still have subdued him easily.

Zhao Manyan had been a playboy for a long time. He had only spent the last two years cultivating diligently to please his father. He had never offended anyone with great status before, so it was fairly impossible that anyone would send assassins after him...

The golden light was protecting Zhao Manyan, but the power of the magic equipment would not last long,and it was unlikely that anyone would come to his rescue at such a remote place.

Zhao Manyan knew his death was approaching, yet he was unwilling to accept it or to believe it!

”Zhao Youqian, show yourself! I know it's you!” Zhao Manyan yelled. His veins were surfacing on his face from the poison.

There was no response.

”Zhao Youqian! You have the guts to kill me, but don't you have the guts to face me in person!?” Zhao Manyan screamed. He had a feeling that Zhao Youqian was nearby!

As he thought, a tightly-clothed man walked out from behind an aged tree not far away.

The man had even covered his hair, revealing only his eyes. He was being extremely careful that no one could see his face.

The golden light would still last for some time, yet Zhao Manyan was feeling extremely hopeless. The two assassins had clearly killed many people before, and even a Mage like he stood no chance against them.