Chapter 15 - Tong Mai Sixth Sky (1/2)

Mu Feng walked over with a solemn expression on his face. The assassination target was undeniably him.

“Feng Er, how’s your shoulder?”

Mu Chen asked worryingly when he saw that Mu Feng’s shoulder was stained red with blood.

“I think the sleeve arrow may have hit bone. Big uncle, did you find out who they were working under?”

Mu Feng asked.

Mu Chen took the assassin’s mask off and saw that their faces were full of scars. He was unable to identify their facial features, so he shook his head and said: “These men are trained assassins who could be working under any powerful family. Besides, they are both only at Zi Fu level, so it’s hard to investigate their identities.”

The Zi Fu level was considered the entry-level of Wudo cultivation, and there were countless Zi Fu level cultivators within the kingdom’s domain. The mastermind behind this assassination had obviously thought about this, which was why he chose a Zi Fu level assassin to do the work.

Mu Feng bent down and looked at the knife held in the assassin’s hand. He then searched the body once more, but didn’t find anything that could be a clue about his identity.

Although I’m not sure who were they working for, there are only a few people in this kingdom that want me dead.

Mu Feng said to himself. He had a vague idea who the mastermind behind this was. Meanwhile, the soldiers were already cleaning up the scene.

“Feng Er, go home and rest. Don’t think too much about what happened today.”

Mu Chen looked at Mu Feng and said with a sigh.

“Don’t worry, big uncle. I’m fine.”

Mu Feng said with a smile. He hesitated for a while and said: “Big uncle, can you retrieve the corpse for me? I need it for something.”

“Okay. I’ll ask someone to send it to you later.”

Mu Chen nodded, thinking that Mu Feng wanted to keep searching for new clues about the assassin’s identity.

“Guards, escort Little Lord Feng and the other Mu disciples back to the family’s courtyard.”

“Yes, my lord!”

Mu Feng was then escorted back home. Some people were still chattering about the assassination attempt that occured just now.

It was not had to see that Mu Feng had been the target of the assassination.

Mu Chen squinted his eyes and looked up at Zhao Heng who was still up on the stage, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

Zhao Heng, I hope you don’t show up in the capital in two years. Or else, don’t blame me for killing you…

Of course, Mu Chen knew about the bet between Mu Feng and Zhao Heng. Mu Chen, who treated Mu Feng like his own son, had already developed hostility towards Zhao Heng.

“Well, it seems that he can’t wait to mess with our family… I’ll have to make some preparations.”

Mu Chen turned and left the square.

Meanwhile, on top of the building, Nan Hao had a cold expression on his face.

“This was your so-called ‘plan’?”

“I…”

Duan Qian Mou stuttered. He didn’t expect Mu Feng to be able to dodge all the attacks now that he was a cripple.

“Hmph, kill everybody who was involved in today’s assassination. They couldn’t even stand a match against a cripple! I don’t keep losers!”

With a wave of his hand, Nan Hao left the building.