Wang An exclaimed in shock: "Brother Fengming, how could you be so disloyal!"

“You’re not a member of the martial arts world, so why should we talk about loyalty and money with you?” Ji Fengming rubbed his fingers together at him. “Come on, give us enough protection money, and we’ll keep you safe.”

Wang An: "..."

Turning back, she clung to Ji Chenhai and burst into tears: "Godfather, Brother Fengming and Brother Heixiao are bullying their own people! I've already gone up the mountain, Godfather!"

Ji Chenhai: "..."

It's quite a miracle that someone as strict and rigid as Wang Bingyao could raise such a snotty-nosed brat.

The assassins on the opposite rooftop: "..."

Assassination!

Can you be serious for once?!

"Then hurry up and push the person out the window," the masked man said impatiently.

Black Owl leaned lazily against the window, his tone equally languid: "It's still early, and you're not in a hurry to march tomorrow, so why are you in such a rush? Why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?"

“Yes, yes, what’s the rush?” Ji Fengming echoed like a leech, leaning against the window next to Hei Xiao, chatting casually with the masked man across the street: “Let’s talk in detail about that thing you said you shouldn’t have taken.”

The masked man was truly exasperated by these two unpredictable fellows. Knowing they were just toying with him, he was too angry to waste any more words and simply waved his hand, ordering, "Attack!"

Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao simultaneously launched their two packets of powder, one flying towards the opposite rooftop and the other crashing into the roof of the inn above their heads.

Immediately, Ji Fengming retreated quickly, closing the window tightly to block out the medicinal powder that was being blown around by the wind outside.

Many of the men in black were caught off guard; less than three seconds after inhaling the powder, they fell headlong from the rooftops and onto the long street.

"Father, take this boy back to the camp first. Hei Ge and I will cover the rear," Ji Fengming said quickly and in a low voice to Ji Chenhai.

Wang An was overjoyed upon hearing this: "So it was a ruse to mislead the enemy! I knew Brother Fengming wouldn't be so heartless to me; after all, he's one of us!"

Wang An was not skilled in martial arts and had a frivolous personality.

Although these people haven't made a move yet, Ji Chenhai could sense that they were all experts whose strength was no less than that of top-tier assassins. Their target was Wang An, so taking him away was indeed better than leaving him here to cause trouble.

Ji Chenhai agreed without much hesitation: "Be careful, finish this quickly and don't linger. I'll go out of the city and find someone to meet you."

Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao nodded.

The two men protected Ji Chenhai, who was holding Wang An, who looked like a little chick, as they rushed onto the rooftop where the assassins had almost all disappeared.

Without saying a word, Ji Chenhai hoisted Wang An onto his shoulder and ran away.

The remaining men in black who were far away and had not inhaled the powder made a move to give chase, but were all stopped by Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao.

Seeing this, the masked man said urgently, "Don't get entangled with them for now, capturing Wang An is the priority!"

After saying that, he took the lead and chased after Ji Chenhai in the direction he had left.

Black Owl lunged forward, raising his sword to block him. The faint, frosty white aura emanating from the longsword was clearly visible in the dim light of the night.

The masked man paused slightly, nearly getting struck squarely by Black Owl's longsword, and quickly retreated: "You, are you from there too?"

There?

Where is that?

Black Owl couldn't understand what he was saying, so he ignored him and turned his long sword around to stop the others who wanted to chase after Ji Chenhai, but Ji Fengming didn't have time to pay attention to them.