“The one who sent us was… was…” Ninth Lady Lust opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything. She suddenly seemed to have realized something. She grabbed her head and shook it back and forth frantically, her expression full of alarm.0

“What’s wrong?” Zu An asked, feeling a bit dejected.0

Right at that moment, Ninth Lady Lust’s head exploded like a watermelon.3

Zu An was speechless. Even though he had already spent enough time in this world and had witnessed his fair share of slaughter, he still felt a bit out of sorts when he saw that. However, he endured the feeling to examine Ninth Lady Lust’s remains. It wasn’t poison, nor was it some kind of bug. Could it be a kind of imprint on her soul or something?1

These top-tier assassins had actually been given such a soul imprint without any knowledge of it. If they gave out any extreme secrets, it would trigger and they would die. The one who had used this skill really was ruthless! To be able to accomplish something like that… Could it be the Shadow Group again?0

With a wave of Zu An's hand, a flame enveloped...0