Chapter 25

Murong Mengxi smiled slightly, quite satisfied with Lin Feng’s address this time. “Don’t worry, I’ve already made some arrangements.”

“Then I can really relax.”

After setting the time with Murong Mengxi, Lin Feng was escorted out of the room.

On the other side, Song Xueyan had completed the formalities. She had successfully joined the Special Warfare Bureau, becoming a member.

“Let’s go, let’s go home.” Song Xueyan, unusually cheerful, smiled at Lin Feng for the first time.

The two left the Jiangzhou Grand Hotel. Passing by the counter, the receptionist whispered again, “Look, he’s even faster than last time. He came out in just half an hour this time.”

This time, Lin Feng heard it.

A black line appeared on his face.

“What’s all this gossips about? Are people this nosy nowadays? I only took half an hour, at least I could have waited until tomorrow morning.” Lin Feng complained indignantly.

Song Xueyan gave him a disapproving look.

This guy never acts normal.

……………………….

At the same time.

At Jiangzhou Grand Airport, an elderly man with an Eastern appearance descended from the plane. He hailed a taxi and told the driver a location.

Chu International.

Chu Qiu, seeing the sudden appearance of the old man, had his face suddenly change. Then, cautiously, he asked, “May I ask who you are?”

“Ranked tenth on the Assassin’s List, Sin,” the old man revealed his identity.

Chu Qiu was overjoyed and exclaimed, “Senior, you’re one of the top assassins in the organization? It turns out you are already at Great Xia, that’s great.”

Chu Qiu quickly ingratiated himself.

Assassin Sin sat down slowly and said coldly, “Give me detailed information about the target.”

Chu Qiu nodded and then took out a file from the drawer, compiled by his secretary Xiao Qian.

【Lin Feng, male, 21 years old.】

【Mother deceased early, father disappeared three years ago. He has a grandfather and two younger sisters currently in their senior year of high school.】

Assassin Sin looked at the information, furrowing his brow. He looked at Chu Qiu and asked, “Is this the information you collected? What about his combat strength?”

“Combat strength?” Chu Qiu was stunned. “He’s just an ordinary person, knows a bit of medical skills, practiced martial arts in his childhood, and is slightly more agile than an average person.”

“Are you sure?”

Assassin Sin looked coldly at Chu Qiu, not believing his words. If Lin Feng were truly an ordinary person, the organization wouldn’t have sent him on this mission.

Sensing a hint of killing intent, Chu Qiu hastily added, “According to the information, Lin Feng’s fiancée, Song Xueyan, is likely a cultivator.”

Assassin Sin’s eyes instantly eased.

“No wonder the previous assassin failed; so that’s the case,” Assassin Sin snorted coldly, then glanced at Chu Qiu. “Tomorrow, you will see the news of the target’s demise.”

With that, Assassin Sin disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

Leaving Chu Qiu alone.

Chu Qiu sighed in relief, then revealed a smug smile. “Lin Feng, the Song family, why do you think you can compete with me?”

At the same time, Chu Qiu silently celebrated.

He was glad he didn’t act impulsively like Mei Wenhua, deploying the family’s cultivator forces. Now, the Mei family had been sanctioned by the Dragon Pavilion for cultivating cultivators privately, becoming a third-rate family.

Night fell.

Lin Feng and Song Xueyan returned to the Song family, quietly drifting into sleep.

Unbeknownst to them, a pair of eyes were secretly watching the Song family villa, specifically Lin Feng’s room.

The observer was Assassin Sin.

As one of the world’s top assassins, the night was the best time to act, and Assassin Sin wouldn’t let the opportunity slip by.

Assassin Sin stealthily lurked around the Song family villa. He had initially intended to infiltrate silently, but when he approached within ten meters of the villa, he abruptly halted.

“This is a formation! Someone set up a formation around the Song family villa. Even cultivators in the Body Tempering Realm can’t step into it.” Assassin Sin’s eyes emitted a chilling light.

The fact that the Song family villa was protected by a formation far exceeded his expectations. Assassin Sin attempted to enter the villa without triggering the formation, but all his attempts failed.

“It seems I’ll have to find another opportunity.”

Assassin Sin silently muttered to himself, then concealed himself in the shadows, waiting for the right moment.

He believed that as long as he waited until tomorrow, Lin Feng would inevitably leave the Song family villa. At that time, he would strike, swiftly kill Lin Feng, and then escape following the prearranged route.

This night.

Some slept comfortably, while others endured a sleepless night.

“Ring, ring, ring…”

In the early morning.

What woke Lin Feng wasn’t the warm sunlight but an unfamiliar phone call.

“Who’s there?” Lin Feng asked in a drowsy tone.

“Lin Feng, you have ten minutes to prepare. We are already downstairs at the Song family villa.”

Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and all traces of sleepiness vanished. He immediately got up and started his morning routine.

It was now 6:30 in the morning, and no one in the Song family had woken up. Lin Feng’s movements had awakened Song Xueyan, but she quickly covered herself with a blanket and went back to sleep. Despite being a cultivator, she couldn’t shake off the habit of enjoying a good sleep.

Ten minutes later, Lin Feng arrived downstairs at the Song family villa.

Assassin Sin, who had been hiding in the shadows all night without sleep, saw Lin Feng walking out, and he became alert. He took out his hidden weapon, a throwing dart, preparing to assassinate Lin Feng.

Suddenly, Assassin Sin sharply restrained his aura.

At the entrance of the Song family villa, he sensed the presence of several cultivators. Assassin Sin didn’t dare to act recklessly anymore and could only wait and see.

Lin Feng, with a nervous mood, got into the car.

Inside the car, he saw three familiar figures: Murong Mengxi, the head of the Dragon Pavilion Special Operations Bureau, Zhao Jing, the deputy head, and a short-haired woman driving. Lin Feng recognized this short-haired woman from his first visit to the Jiangzhou Grand Hotel when she pretended to be Miss Mu Rong.

Lin Feng sat in the back seat next to Zhao Jing.

Looking around, he noticed there were no other cars, so he curiously asked, “Have the others already left?”

“There are no others; just the four of us,” Murong Mengxi replied indifferently.

“Sister Mengxi, didn’t you say you were bringing a large force? Why are only four of us going?” Lin Feng immediately wore a bitter expression, wanting to open the car door to get out, but he found the door was locked.

“I don’t want to go anymore.”

Lin Feng was on the verge of tears. Weren’t they just sending themselves to their deaths?

Inside the Death Valley, there was a prehistoric giant beast, the saber-toothed tiger, that colossal creature was enough to devour all four of them.

“Drive.”

Murong Mengxi ignored Lin Feng and calmly said to the short-haired woman.

The short-haired woman nodded and started the car.

At the same time, Assassin Sin, who had been lurking, furrowed his brow and said in a deep voice, “Where are they going?”

Watching the car drive away, Assassin Sin didn’t have time to think. He immediately followed; no matter where Lin Feng and his group were heading today, he was determined to kill Lin Feng.

Lin Feng’s life was already marked, and delaying it by a day would harm his reputation.