White Wolf shuddered, staring at Ye Guichen in horror: "Who are you? How do you know?"
The assassins of Yama Hall seldom contact each other, and only the Hall Master, who is reputed as King Yan, knows their information.
Moreover, due to the varying levels and bounties of the assassins, each has a different rank title.
Like Red Scorpion, who was a bronze-level assassin, above them are silver-level assassins, then gold-level assassins, and the best are spirit-level assassins.
It’s said that only top-tier experts qualify as spirit-level assassins in all of Yama Hall, and they are few.
To hire a spirit-level assassin, the bounty must be at least in the billions.
Of course, for assassins like White Wolf, the lowest bounty is half a million, sotis even up to tens of millions.
But he never imagined that such a seemingly trivial assassination target would not only have extraordinary ans but also know his identity completely.
A trendous fear welled up from the bottom of his heart.
White Wolf no longer even had the desire to escape.
Ye Guichen smiled faintly: "Is it important who I am? Tell , I doubt you are the only one here this ti, right?"
White Wolf swallowed his saliva; he initially planned to say so tough words, like Yama Hall would never betray its companions or leak any secrets.
But now, all those words were thrown to the back of his mind.
White Wolf smiled bitterly: "Sir, I’ve sinned by not recognizing how formidable you are. If I tell you, will you spare ?"
Ye Guichen extended a finger: "You hurt my people, scared my woman. What do you think?"
"Then what use is telling you?" White Wolf didn’t expect Ye Guichen not to offer a single word of comfort, his voice turning sharp.
Ye Guichen sneered: "It’s not useless. Since I can disable one of your hands, taking your life is as easy as retrieving sothing from a bag. But I hate trouble the most. If you can show your value, I might consider letting you live a few more days."
White Wolf was stunned, then ecstatic, hurriedly said: "Yes, besides , there’s another person from Yama Hall here in Yun City, Rashamon Monk. I only know his nickna within Yama Hall, unfamiliar with his capabilities or identity. But he’s not here to kill; it seems he’s been hired to protect soone."
"Protect soone?" Ye Guichen was sowhat surprised.
Killing and protecting are two entirely different things.
Taking money to kill is clean and quick, the cycle is short. Once the task is done, it’s over.
But protecting soone can be a long-term commitnt, and if they need protection from Yama Hall, the danger level is certainly high, and the cost must be higher than killing.
"I see!" Ye Guichen knew Yama Hall’s rules; their mbers didn’t know each other. For White Wolf, a re silver-level assassin, knowing his companion’s nickna was already impressive, completely unaware of their background.
However, Ye Guichen did recall sothing about Rashamon Monk.
It’s said Rashamon Monk was once a monk, later expelled from his temple after committing murder over a romantic feud.
Since then, instead of restraining himself, Rashamon Monk intensified his behavior, indulging in won and manslaughter.
Unconsciously, he was nicknad Rashamon Monk.
But for so reason, Rashamon Monk had disappeared for years.
Now it seems the person joined Yama Hall and beca an assassin.
"Alright, I will spare your life for now. Keep an eye on Rashamon Monk these days for ." Ye Guichen patted White Wolf’s shoulder and tossed a curved blade to him: "Stay here for now. Inform anyti you have news. Of course, you can secretly flee or report to Yama Hall, but you know your fate then."
"No no no, sir, I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t." White Wolf shook his head vigorously.
Having witnessed Ye Guichen’s ghostly skills, even with eight guts, he wouldn’t dare flee on his own.
Moreover, with soone like Ye Guichen hidden in Yun City, who knows who he really is?
He even knows my identity thoroughly; even if I escape Yun City, I can’t escape his grasp.
"If you want to die, you can try." Ye Guichen walked to the villa’s door, and suddenly stopped: "By the way, since you claim the nickna Iron Hand, you might as well beco Iron Hand completely."
White Wolf shivered, instinctively glancing at his severed right hand.
"Sir, I understand. From now on, White Wolf is dead; only Mr. Ye’s Iron Hand remains."
Ye Guichen nodded, White Wolf had so insight after all.
Going undercover was indeed a ans of survival for White Wolf.
Moreover, his left hand was already a prosthetic; if utilized well, it could be a deadly weapon.
Ye Guichen spoke no more and quickly left the villa.
After confirming Ye Guichen’s departure, White Wolf slumped onto the sofa, feeling a sense of post-disaster relief.
Staring blankly at Niu Lan’s corpse, he made a decision.
He must quickly uncover Rashamon Monk’s purpose; let Ye Guichen see his value, or else, he would be no different from a dead man in Ye Guichen’s eyes.
...
When Ye Guichen returned ho, Chen Ziran had already bandaged Bai Qinghe’s wounds.
Luckily, Bai Qinghe’s injuries were superficial, no internal organs hard.
Seeing Ye Guichen return, Chen Ziran quickly went up: "Guichen, are you alright?"
Ye Guichen shook his head: "Are you alright?"
"No, we’re fine." Chen Ziran was still sowhat shaken: "Who were those people? Police have gotten involved due to today’s commotion, will we be in trouble?"
Ye Guichen said: "It’s fine, don’t worry."
"But..." Chen Ziran still worried, furrowing her brows, hesitating for a mont, then suddenly said: "Guichen, I want to learn martial arts from you."
"Ah?" Ye Guichen didn’t expect Chen Ziran to suddenly say this, astonished: "You, a woman, why learn such violent things?"
"Isn’t Sister Bai a woman too? Seeing her fighting desperately today, I wanted to help, but I couldn’t. So, so..."
Ye Guichen understood Chen Ziran’s idea, flicked her nose: "Silly girl, are you the sa as her?"
Chen Ziran was stunned by his words, her cheeks instantly reddening.
Bai Qinghe stood aside, feeling as if a needle pricked her heart.
Yes, Chen Ziran has soone to care, soone to protect her, but what about ?
Why do I feel a bit sour?
"Hey, Sister Bai, don’t overthink it." As if knowing Bai Qinghe’s thoughts, Ye Guichen suddenly grinned at her.
Bai Qinghe’s eyes turned red, quickly turning her head: "I’m not overthinking."
"Alright then, darling, I’ll get a big weapon for you to carry. If there’s danger, Sister Bai won’t need to fight so desperately." Ye Guichen suddenly felt that continuing like this isn’t ideal; if he hadn’t arrived in ti today, who knows what would have happened?
Anyway, he could easily get sothing highly toxic, let Chen Ziran carry it, if there’s real danger, she could use it to catch the enemy off-guard.
"You go rest first, I’ll talk to Sister Bai." Ye Guichen gently pinched Chen Ziran’s cheek, pushing her into the bedroom.
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