rally wouldn't linger. Though they didn't know Miss Zhou's role, being able to deploy two dozen top assassins from across ten regions was enough to prove everything.Their self-sufficiency is also unfa...Have you heard Qin family's eldest daughter is back, this time things are going to get interesting.

"Hmph, so what if she's back Miss Qin, the second daughter of the Qin family, is a famous socialite in Haishi. I heard that even Master Guo, the renowned painter, has taken an interest in her and wants to take her on as his disciple. How can someone who has fallen from grace compare to Phoenix"

"Well well, didn't you guys remember that the Qin family and Chang family had a marriage agreement It was the eldest lady who was supposed to be married before, but she went missing so they switched to the second miss. Now that the real deal is back, there's bound to be some drama between the sisters!"

I agree with the above statement. It's exciting to watch! Right from the start, I'm betting on which of the Qin sisters will win over this young master Chang.

"Add me to the bet, I'll put in five hundred." ~

"Add me to 1000"...

In a farmhouse in a small mountain village, two groups of people were facing each other. Both sides were prepared for a fight, with roughly equal numbers. The atmosphere was tense... an ominous silence filled with the smell of gunpowder.

In the middle of the courtyard sat a young man, about twenty years old. Even for this group of assassins who had long been accustomed to seeing people, they could only describe his appearance as "amazing." If his looks were already unparalleled, then his cold and noble temperament was even more unique.

Only slightly lowered her head, holding a vase of flowers in her hand. This flower seemed unremarkable at first glance, but those who knew their stuff would recognize it as the internationally renowned "Drunken Orchid," something that even wealthy individuals struggled to obtain. Now, it was casually placed aside by her, seemingly indifferent.

After a while, Zi collected the things in his hand and slightly raised his head. His eyes, devoid of sorrow or joy, swept over the black people in the courtyard. They all held their breath. As professional assassins, they sensed danger in an instant and instinctively took defensive postures. Suddenly, a light chuckle broke the tense atmosphere.

Zhou's momentum had completely dissipated in an instant. If he had just been perceived by others as a level-ten threat, now he appeared more like a street thug, a complete change of persona.

I won't tell Joe about this for now.

The people on the left clearly brightened up upon hearing this. They came here following orders, traveling for miles just for this one man's guarantee. If they failed, their organization wouldn't let them go. These wolves, assassins who attempted to kill the president, now had their lives in this man's hands. Things were much harder for the black man on the right. This statement felt like a death sentence to them. Their goal was the same; the answer they received and the consequences that followed would be equally shared.

They were out of options.

Zhou Yi watched them leave and let out a faint sigh. "Tell your boss that as long as they don't set foot in our country, I won't interfere. ~After all, I don't have time for such things."

Those two guys from Continent F and Continent Z, in Zhou Yi's eyes, were just bored troublemakers. They had been arguing for so many years, endlessly, but neither of them could get the upper hand. Now that they finally had a holiday, who would bother with their nonsense They all hid here to avoid it, yet they still wouldn't let anyone be at peace.

The person on the right is definitely going to survive, and the atmosphere in the whole courtyard has also relaxed. The two leaders looked at each other, tacitly understanding, and said, “In that case, we shall take our leave of Miss Zhou.”

Both parties having obtained the answers they desired, naturally wouldn't linger. Though they didn't know Miss Zhou's role, being able to deploy two dozen top assassins from across ten regions was enough to prove everything.

Their self-sufficiency is also unfathomable. They have been in this line of work since they were young, killing countless people. Here, they felt the information from their kind, or rather, they were hunters, but the hunted.

After sending away a group of troublesome people, Zhou Yi put his belongings into a black backpack and took out the hot dishes from the kitchen. He sat in the yard and ate them up. Over the years, he had developed the habit of cooking for himself. Not long after, he finished his meal.

Just then, footsteps outside the door slowly approached, accompanied by low murmurs. Zhou Yi could tell that they were just two ordinary people, with no trace of cultivation. He guessed that the person he was waiting for had arrived; they were indeed punctual.

The gatekeeper and servants complained as they walked, lamenting the difficulty of this mountain path. It was littered with duck droppings! For a butler serving a second-rate noble family, it truly was a thankless task. While their lives weren't as extravagant as those of the master and mistress, they were still considerably better off than ordinary people. If not for the sudden appearance of this new "young lady," this old man wouldn't have to endure such hardships.

The old housekeeper thought this, and she became even more displeased with the young mistress. As for the servants, they were originally sent by the second mistress to gather information. Seeing the head butler's anger now, they took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire. Offending the old housekeeper would be enough to make this young mistress suffer for half a pot! Hmph!

The little servant was still chattering with the butler, but suddenly the butler stopped abruptly, his face contorted with terror. The little servant followed the butler's gaze and when he saw the child standing in front of them, his eyes widened in disbelief. Both of them simultaneously flashed a thought.

This child is extraordinary, not like ordinary people.

In the misty mountains and waters, the child stood in the courtyard, like a pine tree covered in snow, making people unable to look directly.lemakers. They had been arguing for so many years, endlessly, but neither of them could get the upper hand. Now that they finally had a holiday, who would bother with their nonsense They all hid here...