Liu Changjun didn't dare to continue. If he continued, it would humiliate Ning Biluo.
Ning Biluo and Ye Xiao both knew what he meant.
Ye Xiao showed confusion too.
He understood Liu Changjun's words.
In fact, Ye Xiao wanted to ask the same question too. If Ning Biluo let go of that useless assassination organization, there would be no one except the House of the Chaotic Storms that was able to take Ning Biluo down.
An assassin was fearful for fetter the most.
Ning Biluo, the king of assassins, actually had such a fetter.
An assassin should be a leader.
Ning Biluo actually was a leader.
He didn't do it well!
Why wouldn't he give it up then?
Why did he still want such an embarrassing thing?
Ning Biluo looked pale under the watch of the two men. His sharp eyes became dim a bit as he said, "That year, I was eight years old… There were those men dressed in black. They slaughtered every strong men in my town…"