The door, which had been locked from the inside, was instantly shattered by a massive force.
A shadowy figure in black appeared in the cool night breeze, exuding an aura as sharp and decisive as a blade.
It was Ren Yuanhao.
"Sorry to disappoint you, perhaps."
As Ren Yuanhao stepped into the room, he saw over a dozen children bound together, their mouths stuffed with rags.
"Mmm~!" Qiu Hui's eyes welled up with tears, then her gaze fell upon the children.
"What difference does it make if you come or not," the sinister assassin retracted his blade. "It's just one more corpse. Oh no, it might even amuse me a little. Dealing with one woman and a bunch of kids is too boring."
Ren Yuanhao looked around and sighed. "Indeed, dealing with just you is rather uninteresting. Without a crowd around me, I feel like I'm getting off too easy. How about this: give your employer a call and ask him to send more people, so I don't have to deal with them one by one."
The assassin licked his blade with his tongue. "I heard you were quite arrogant before I came, and now I've finally witnessed it. However, I'm no ordinary person."
As soon as he spoke, the assassin vanished from his spot!
"An ability user? I should have expected as much. Fang Xin Media, with its considerable influence, would at least be able to recruit some ability users."
Ren Yuanhao's lips curved into a slight smile. Qiu Hui saw a hunter-like excitement in his expression!
At that moment, Ren Yuanhao suddenly detected a threat from behind him. He moved forward, turned, drew his blade, and struck, but only heard the strange, babbling sound of the corner as the assassin's figure seemed to move with it.
Ren Yuanhao, having missed his attack, immediately felt killing intent like a torrential downpour closing in on him. The assassin's form dissolved into numerous stealthily moving phantoms in the air, making it impossible to discern the true body.
"I don't believe you can attack from all directions."
Ren Yuanhao channeled his true qi, leaping up. Countless shadowy figures, like black smoke, surged upwards with the strange babbling sounds, their killing intent sharp. His pant leg was already shredded by the assassin's blade, and over a dozen shallow cuts bled brightly.
"Give up! My ability is all-pervasive!"
The shadowy figures swirled and tore through the air, making it impossible to distinguish them, or perhaps all the shadows were real and capable of physical attacks. Otherwise, how could he have been cut over ten times in that instant? Even Ren Yuanhao himself couldn't replicate such a peculiar swordsmanship!
This ability was almost like the legendary Kamaitachi.
Just then, the system's angelic loli voice sounded again.
"Beep beep, System Combat Intelligence activated. Enemy ability detected. Please engage the opponent more to allow for system big data analysis."
"What the heck, when did the system get this feature?"
"The System Combat Intelligence awakened when Host fought with Khol Khaan. It is still in the development stage and cannot guarantee high accuracy. In the future, Host can use points to upgrade this function."
"You mean I'm a guinea pig?"
"Currently, yes."
Ren Yuanhao thought to himself, "System, you can't rip me off this badly! I owe millions, and I have no money to upgrade your combat intelligence. Moreover, this kind of dangerous, under-development function could be deadly! If I kick the bucket, those millions will go down the drain. Understand?"
He couldn't help but grumble. He instantly returned to reality, his ears filled with strange babbling sounds, his clothes seeming to tear apart with the noise. In an instant, he had been cut over a dozen times by unseen blades.
"Seems like you're not much either, kid."
Shadowy figures flashed by, then coalesced back into the assassin's form. He licked the blood on his blade, a hint of disappointment on his face. "I thought you'd put up a bit more of a fight. Looks like I'll have to spend this long night with a beauty."
The assassin suddenly appeared before Qiu Hui. His wet tongue slid across her pale cheek. Her eyelashes trembled, and tears streamed down her face. She shook her head incessantly, seemingly urging Ren Yuanhao to leave quickly.
"The more delicious a girl is, the more intoxicating her scent, like fine wine. Some women are like fruit wine, delicate and tempting when poured into a glass, incredibly sweet to taste. Others are like the fire-wielding knives of the Western Wasteland desert, crisp and overbearing. Some are like Nu'er Hong, intoxicating by scent, lingeringly flavorful by taste."
He chuckled, "Kid, do you know what kind this girl is?"
"I don't know, but I know one thing: if you dare to touch another hair on her head, I guarantee your fate will be like over-fermented wine, reeking of decay and foulness!"
Ren Yuanhao flicked his Wuji Blade, and the blood along the edge let out an extremely faint humming sound.
"A good blade, truly a waste in the hands of trash like you," the assassin coldly stared at the long saber in Ren Yuanhao's hand, then suddenly recalled something.
"Every assassin values their weapon more than their life. But months ago, in Aishang City, I personally saw a traitor, her face quite beautiful, crying in a stalactite cave, saying she wanted to quit the assassin organization. How could the organization allow such a naive thought? When she resisted, she didn't even have a weapon in her hand. Tell me, does such a woman deserve to be an assassin?"
"Aishang City, stalactite cave, a woman without a weapon..."
Ren Yuanhao suddenly mumbled, his head lowering further, his body beginning to tremble inexplicably. The saber's body hummed in tune with his shaking.
"Yes, just like that, tremble! You speak big words without strength. I've seen plenty of people like you."
The assassin slowly rose, flipping his blade, when Ren Yuanhao said, "I presume you saw those two scumbags harassing that woman?"
"Not only did I see it, I joined the fight~ Huh? How did you know!"
The assassin suddenly became alert, but in the next instant, he felt as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat tightly, and he was pushed towards the ceiling by immense force!
At that moment, a series of babbling sounds surged again. The assassin instantly transformed into indistinct phantoms, slicing Ren Yuanhao's body over a dozen times. He was then slammed heavily against the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood!