“Throwing garbage at me is only going to piss me off. You’re going to have to attack me together if you want to kill me.”1

A wisp of invisible flame burned away the goo of red and white in Ye Qing’s hands. He then tilted his head to one side and smiled evilly at his hidden watchers.0

By now, he had figured out that this was a trap his dear bounty hunters had prepared for him.0

“The arrogance of this brat. That said, there is no need to drag this out. Let’s attack him together and stop wasting time already.”0

The cold snort came from Ye Qing’s left, but the attack actually came from the right. It was a sword force slithering silently yet quickly across the ground like a venomous viper while under the cover of the mist. At the same time, an erhu[1] started playing a bleak and sorrowful tune. It sang of the trials and tribulations of the long, long journey that was life.0

More importantly, Ye Qing immediately resonated with the tune and became gripped by bleakness and sorrow as well. He found himself unable to focus on the very deadly situation he was facing.0

While Ye Qing was distracted, the sword force abruptly pounced toward him and spread out like an umbrella. They actually transformed into hissing snakes and targeted each and every one of his vital...0