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Chapter 29

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The next afternoon.

Lin Xuan brought Fatty Wang out of the new house and strolled leisurely along the bustling streets of Fish Dragon Town.

As evening approached, the weather did not favor them and it started to drizzle. The two of them had no choice but to walk into a small tavern that was located in a remote area and had very poor business.

The two of them casually found a place to sit down and ordered a jar of wine and a few side dishes.

"Brother Xuan, the roof of this shabby tavern is leaking. It's obvious that they don't have any good wine. We might have to fight for our lives later. Why don't we find a better tavern to have a drink?" Fatty complained with a pout.

If one were to look closely, they would notice that Fatty was much fatter than usual. His chest and back were bulging, and there were occasional clanging sounds of metal colliding.

"What do you know? The roof is leaking. This is the mood. This tavern is called 'Eight Direction Wind and Rain'. Perhaps this is the feeling of drinking. Moreover, there are all kinds of people in a lively tavern. They might not be willing to show up. "

Lin Xuan took a sip of wine and smacked his lips. The taste was indeed ordinary, and it was only slightly better than plain water.

"Alright, you're right."

Fatty shook his head and picked up his chopsticks to eat a plate of dried beef.

The two of them chatted idly while secretly observing the few customers around them.

Actually, Lin Xuan had already felt a faintly discernible gaze lock onto him the moment he stepped out of the house. However, the other party's concealment methods were extremely brilliant. Even after walking around the streets a few times, he did not reveal any flaws.

Lin Xuan had no choice but to find a remote place to wait for him.

The sky gradually darkened, and many houses lit up their lights. However, the owner of this shabby tavern seemed to want to save oil for the lamps, so he didn't show any signs of lighting the lamps. This caused the few customers to leave with a bellyful of complaints.

"Owner, it's already dark. Why don't you light the lamps?" Fatty complained angrily.

"Dear customer, according to our tavern's tradition, you'll have to wait another 15 minutes before we light the lamps."

The owner of the tavern was a skinny old man. He was sitting leisurely on an armchair behind the counter. His eyes were slightly closed, and he was twirling two iron balls in his hands. He looked like he did not care to answer.

"F * ck! In another fifteen minutes, the sky will be completely dark. Aren't you afraid that we'll slip away in the dark and not even pay the bill? "Fatty shouted.

The owner sneered lazily and said, "My shop loves to make friends with guests from all over the world. It doesn't matter if you don't pay the bill for a day. It's the same if you pay later."

"I …" Fatty was speechless.

Lin Xuan raised his head and glanced at the tavern owner. The tavern owner's words seemed to have a hidden meaning.

At this moment, the tavern owner suddenly opened his old eyes. Two cold lights flashed across his eyes. He suddenly threw out an iron ball, which pierced through the wall and flew into the kitchen!

Bang!

Ah!

A short cry of pain came to an abrupt end. Soon after, the sound of pots and pans colliding rang out from the back of the kitchen.

"Hmph, although my shop isn't big, it's not a place where some snakes and rats can behave atrociously." The tavern owner snorted.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. He was secretly amazed. This Fish Dragon Town was indeed a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Even a fake wine seller was unfathomable.

However, in the next moment, he seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly stood up and ran to the back of the kitchen.

In the back of the kitchen, the tavern's only waiter had fainted on the ground. There was a plate of freshly cut beef on the table, and an exquisite little bottle with unknown contents on the ground. The back window of the kitchen was swaying, and there was a pool of dark red blood on the windowsill.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes. A deep killing intent gradually shot out from his eyes!

"Brother Xuan, what's going on?" Fatty asked in confusion.

"You stay and pay the bill!"

Lin Xuan hastily instructed Fatty. He quickly jumped out of the back window and chased after a blurry figure at the end of the alley as fast as he could.

"Could it be the Dragon Soul Hall's assassin?"

Fatty was stunned for a few seconds. When he recalled that he had ordered this plate of dry-cut beef not long ago, he gradually reacted.

His expression hardened. He wanted to chase after the assassin to help, but he heard a lazy voice behind him. "Hey, little fatty, you haven't paid the bill yet."

"Huh? Alright! "

Fatty took out a piece of silver and threw it at the tavern owner with a pained expression. He told him to keep the change and was about to jump out of the window.

However, the tavern owner spoke again. "Little fatty, this bit of money isn't enough."

Fatty stopped in his tracks. He said impatiently, "Then how much do you want?"

The tavern owner leisurely calculated the bill. "The assassin you provoked injured my waiter, and I even helped you fend off the assassin. Hmm, I'll give you a thousand vitality stones."

"What? A thousand vitality stones? Why don't you go rob a bank! "Fatty glared. He was so angry that he almost jumped over the wall.

"Hehe, if I really wanted to rob a bank, a thousand vitality stones would be nothing to me," the tavern owner said with a cold smile.

"Old man, I'm very busy now. I don't have time to listen to your bragging. I only have this much money. Take it or leave it!"

Fatty was too lazy to argue with the tavern owner. He turned around and climbed out of the window.

However, he was too fat, and the window wasn't big enough. In order to deal with the assassin today, he added a lot of metal plates under his clothes. This small window was really difficult for him.

After spending a lot of effort, he was finally about to squeeze out. Fatty exhaled happily.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt an irresistible suction force coming from behind him. With a bang, he was sucked back.

"Damn! What's going on? "

"Little fatty, you don't look like someone who can take out a thousand vitality stones. Why don't you stay and work for me?"



Under the dim yellow sky, it was drizzling, and there were very few pedestrians.

A middle-aged man in coarse green clothes covered his shoulder as he quickly shuttled through the remote alleys. Gradually, he left the small town and came to an abandoned warehouse near the Wu River Wharf.

Chen Hao was a Human Grade Assassin in the Spirit State Dragon Soul Hall's Dark Clan.

Five years ago, he was just a mortal assassin in the outer circle of the Dragon Soul Hall. He relied on his own efforts to advance by stepping on the heads of countless targets. From there, he gradually obtained cultivation methods and martial arts techniques, all the way until he became a Level Five Spirit Physique assassin.

There was no trace of luck in this process.

When the Dragon Soul Hall issued a mission to assassinate Lin Xuan and the others for the third time, Chen Hao took it after careful consideration.

He didn't recruit any more helpers. From gathering information, to tracking down the targets, to the assassination, to the final escape plan, he completed it all by himself.

This was because he didn't trust anyone but himself.

After a period of careful investigation, he had already determined the strength of Lin Xuan and the others. It could be said that with his Level Five Spirit Physique strength, even if he attacked directly, he was confident that he could kill the targets. However, one of the targets had some tricks up his sleeve, so he couldn't guarantee that he could escape unscathed.

Therefore, he chose the most reliable assassination method, which was to wait for an opportunity to poison.

Although poison was low-level, it was very effective. When Chen Hao was a mortal, he had poisoned three Level One Spirit Physique martial artists. This was one of his favorite assassination methods.

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