Jiang Chen stood there, his face expressionless.
He watched the man in black dispassionately.
Only Feng Qi looked anxious, worried that Jiang Chen was no match for the Golden Saber Expert.
"Thinking of leaving? It's too late."
When the Golden Saber Expert said this, bitterness welled up inside Feng Qi.
He said to Jiang Chen, "Young Master Jiang, I'm afraid I've dragged you into this. My apologies."
Jiang Chen paid Feng Qi no mind, his eyes fixed on the man in black.
"You're overthinking it."
"Since I have come, I have no intention of leaving."
The man in black sneered. "Excellent. I just love people who talk tough right before they die."
"I wonder how long you'll keep it up."
"Now, die."
With that, the man in black brandished his Golden Saber and lunged forward.
His speed was incredible, like a bolt of lightning, and he closed the distance in an instant.
Jiang Chen already knew his opponent was an assassin. Assassins excelled at two things: speed and stealth.
