"Don't worry, what can such a small man do? Kill him? It's my duty. It's his fault for seeing us. There's no way I'd let Dhong's surname be tarnished."
"I just happened to pass by here," said Fu Xie Lan.
"Nonsense!"
"My hunting target to run because of you guys," said Fu Xie Lan in a voice that was so cold.
"Who cares about that? Soon I assure you, you will meet your end!"
Hearing that, Fu Xie Lan still didn't show any expression. She who just wanted to hunt suddenly a group of people wanted to kill her?
Seeing Fu Xie Lan's memories, she could guess that the five people were nobles.
Without waiting long, with quick movements, Fu Xie Lan ran while taking out a dagger from her cosmic bag without anyone noticing.
Running in circles, surrounding the five people creating a windstorm around her, the soil and leaves scattered, flying in the air.