Are you interested in joining my Nightshade Pavilion?
Ning Bao shook her head slightly.
"Not interested."
This is a promising talent, and the Pavilion Master has no intention of giving up on her. He looked at Ning Bao with great interest.
"Young lady, I see you're quite skilled. Join the Nightshade Pavilion and I'll make you the chief assassin; you'll earn endless riches there."
Ningbao proudly raised her chin.
"I'm sorry, I'm not short of money. Besides, a gentleman loves money, but he earns it in a proper way. I would never become an assassin for money."
You're the Pavilion Master, right?
"I see you're burdened with too much bloodlust and your lifespan is nearing its end. Even the eighteen levels of hell won't be enough for you in the afterlife."
The pavilion master glared angrily at Ning Bao.
"You brat, don't be ungrateful. I, the sect leader, was doing you a favor by letting you join. Since you don't know what's good for you, I'll kill you..."
"Ha!" Shen Muyang heard the Pavilion Master not only reprimand Ning Bao, but also harbor murderous intent.
He gave a cold laugh and looked at the sect leader.
"Sect Leader, you have quite the big mouth. Haven't you grasped the current situation yet?"
The hundred or so people you brought are now lying on the ground waiting to die.
What? You think you can take on all of us by yourself?
Or do you think we'll let you off the hook?
"You?" The sect leader paused, looking at the black-clad men lying on the ground groaning in pain.
"And who are you?"
How dare a mere brat shout at me, the master of this pavilion?
"When I started killing people, you were still breastfeeding!"
The sect leader was ruthless and arrogant. Even though his men had been defeated, he did not believe that he was no match for Ning Bao and his group.
He would only think that his subordinates were too weak, and that it was only natural for them to get injured, crippled, or even die because of their lack of skill.
He felt no pity, nor did he blame himself.
"Oh!
Then let's have a contest and see if it's you, the old master, who's the best?
Or perhaps I was too arrogant!
As Shen Muyang spoke, he swung his sword and attacked the Pavilion Master.
This sect leader is indeed skilled in martial arts, but more importantly, he is ruthless.
After several rounds, Shen Muyang still couldn't gain the upper hand over him.
Just as the Pavilion Master was about to thrust his sword at Shen Muyang again, Ning Bao swung out the super-heavy iron rod that Zhou Chengxing had forged for her from black iron.
"Clang! Crack!"
The iron rod struck the pavilion master's shoulder blade. His arm snapped and fell to the ground.
The sect leader took a step back and glared angrily at Ning Bao.
"You're being unreasonable!"
That's not fair!
"You promised a challenge, what kind of skill is it to gang up on us?"
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Ning Bao swung the iron rod in his hand wildly, making a lot of noise.
"cut!
So what if I bullied you?
You have a problem with that? Keep your problem to yourself. I'm not your father, and I'm not going to spoil you.......................
“You.......................” The Pavilion Master pointed at Ning Bao in anger.
Ning Bao swung the finger that had just pointed at him, and the finger immediately went limp. Ning Bao guessed the bone was definitely broken.
"What do you mean, 'you'?"
This old lady hates it when people point at me and I don't say a word.
The last person who pointed at me like that has already broken all ten of their fingers. Does the Master not want these fingers either?
But it doesn't matter whether you want my fingers or not, anyway, this grandma isn't planning on letting you go today.
It's laughable to think that a leader of assassins like you would talk to me about fairness. Isn't that a bit shameless?
Did you inform the person you were going to assassinate beforehand?
Then try to reason with them and talk about fairness?
Master, do you know? There's a saying that perfectly describes you... "To have your cake and eat it too..."
After Ning Bao finished speaking, she attacked again without hesitation, striking fiercely at the Pavilion Master.
Shen Muyang and Ning Bao worked together seamlessly, instantly forcing the Pavilion Master into a retreat.
The moment the Pavilion Master fell to the ground, Ning Bao swiftly took his soul and threw it into the eighteenth level of the underworld.
This sect leader has killed too many people; Ning Bao had no intention of letting him go the moment she saw him.
As for the men in black on the ground, each of them had a life on their hands.
Come to think of it, they are professional killers, it's impossible for them not to have taken lives.
Just as Ning Bao was about to take those people's lives herself, Shen Muyang gently pushed Ning Bao aside.
“Ningbao, these people aren’t worth killing. Just watch from the sidelines. I’ll handle the killing.”
Shen Muyang swiftly brought his knife down, and in no time all the men in black were dead.
As dawn approached, Ning Bao carefully checked the surroundings and, to make sure no one was around, immediately used flying and invisibility talismans on everyone. Within fifteen minutes, the group arrived at the large mansion Ning Bao had bought in the capital.
Shen Muyang stared blankly at the house in front of him for a moment.
"Ningbao, you didn't buy this courtyard, did you?"
Ningbao nodded excitedly.
"Yes, it's close to the Prince's Mansion. As neighbors, we can take care of each other if needed, and it's convenient to visit each other."
Shen Muyang pointed to the plaque on the house over there....................
"General Weiyuan's Residence!"
Ning Bao then noticed that the mansion actually bore a plaque reading "General Weiyuan's Residence."
"Brother Muyang, this isn't your general's mansion, is it?"
Shen Muyang nodded.
"right!"
"Wow! What a coincidence! I never thought we'd be neighbors again."
Xue Junshan raised an eyebrow...
This kid is still up to his old tricks; he doesn't believe there could be such a coincidence.
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