Feng Qi had offered triple the fee to persuade the black-clad Golden Saber Expert to withdraw.
The black-clad man, however, paid him no mind. "Once the Blood Hand Gang accepts a mission," he stated, "it remains active until it's complete."
"No amount of money is worth more than the reputation of the Blood Hand Gang."
"So, you can save your money and spend it in the afterlife."
"Now, hand over your head."
With that, the man in black charged forward, Golden Saber in hand.
A terrifying killing intent rolled off him.
Seeing this, Feng Qi's expression changed drastically.
He yelled frantically, "Go! Stop him!"
At this moment, Feng Qi was in a panic. He had truly never imagined that he would be targeted for assassination by the Blood Hand Gang.
'Someone must have paid to hire their assassins.'
When Lu Xing and the others heard Feng Qi's command, they charged forward without a second thought, despite their boundless terror.
"Kill!"
"Protect the City Lord!"
