Chapter 380: Zhao Qianqiu’s Bamboo Tube!
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Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 380: Zhao Qianqiu’s Bamboo Tube!

Chapter 380: Zhao Qianqiu’s Bamboo Tube!

"What the heck is with this mission! There are so many of us, but we can't even catch a brat!"

"Who knows? But still, to think that that brat would have a Heart Fortification Mirror on him, causing even that fellow to fail. Could he have known that there would be assassins going after him right from the start?"

"That's impossible! How could he have known that? Don't spout nonsense! If such words reach that person's ears, we might be killed!"

Beneath the ground, Wang Chong's heart jolted upon hearing those words. However, in the time to come, there was not a single sound to be heard.

The area by the lake had plunged into silence.

Wang Chong couldn't help but sigh deeply within. These assassins were indeed professional. Even in a remote forest, they knew better than to reveal crucial intelligence.

"At this point, the only thing I want to know is what is with the steed of that brat," a voice suddenly broke the silence. "There are so many of us, and the steeds we are riding on are top-grade breeds carefully selected for this mission. Yet, they can't even compare to that colt, resulting in that brat escaping right beneath our eyelids. This is a huge humiliation!"

This mission was by no means difficult, The six of them were top-notch veteran assassins, and they had even prepared themselves thoroughly for the operation.

Yet, due to that colt, they actually screwed this up.

Despite their efforts, they weren't able to catch up to that horse. As powerful as they were, how could they kill a target who they couldn't even catch up with?

In fact, at the very start, when the six of them first rushed out from the forest, had Wang Chong's reaction been an instant slower, he would have already died. However, that colt reacted far swifter than any other steeds would have in the face of danger. It was that split second of a difference that turned a certain kill into a pursuit.

To see their prey slip right through their fingers was extremely frustrating.

"That colt... It looks very familiar. Hooves as white

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