"Let me ask you all, if that person truly wanted you to kill, why would they give you a painting that's missing features to find someone?" Xuan Ying said, "Moreover, isn't this scimitar given by that person to you? And they told you to say you're from the Heavenly Killer Sect?"
Upon hearing this, the bandits were instantly dumbfounded and speechless.
"How, how do you know?" After a moment, the bandit leader stammered and asked.
Xuan Ying sneered again, "Where do you really come from, not even knowing about the Heavenly Killer Sect, and do you know what kind of person you've blocked today?"
The bandit leader's expression became tense, "Isn't the Heavenly Killer Sect a group of assassins in Jianghu? As for who you are, I have no time to know."
"Heh~" Xuan Ying stared at them with an expression of disbelief, "With such stupidity, you deserve to die."
"A Ying, don't bother speaking more with them." Le Zhao's helpless voice gently came through.
