This group of unfamiliar Law Adepts actually had Clean Knife counted among them. Xia Fei could not help but be perplexed.
Logically speaking, this killer, who always had this smile on his face, was Xia Fei's enemy, and his attitude toward enemies was simple: kill!
However, Clean Knife was an exception. He had been his enemy twice and had managed to flee with his life at both times. Xia Fei even suspected that the man was protected by Lady Luck, for not many of his enemies had managed to slip past his grasp, let alone do so twice.
Clean Knife flashed a slight smile at Xia Fei—a smile that held no killing intent. Instead, it was like they were old friends who had crossed paths once again.
Xia Fei slightly nodded and did not say a word.