Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Chapter 236: Target Found!
“Is everyone in place?”
Stretching his hand forward, Wang Chong knocked on the pillar lightly with his forefinger.
“All ready,” Miyasame Ayaka replied impassively. She was standing perfectly still behind Wang Chong with her head tilted upward and her hands behind her back. In the short interval, she had already changed her clothes. She wore a black bamboo hat with a dark, translucent veil hanging from it, rendering it impossible for anyone to clearly distinguish her facial features.
But her eyes remained as cold as ice. Even through a black veil, it could still send shivers down one’s spine.
Miyasame Ayaka’s disposition as an assassin had permeated her entire being. No clothes could possibly conceal it.
“Good. Tell them to take note of those with a white glow around them later on. It’ll only appear for an instant, so they will have to pay close attention to it. Also, they are not to make any moves without my permission.” Wang Chong said calmly as he grabbed a wine cup from the table and passed it over. Fifteen this year, it might be a little too early for him to be drinking, but a small sip every now and then was fine.
Not to mention, he had an old soul hidden in his body.
“But gongzi, is this really fine? This is the territory of the Goguryeons, and we’re sitting openly in a tavern operated by them.” Miyasame Ayake bent down and with a very natural movement, took the cup from Wang Chong’s hands before lightly placing it down on the table beside her.
The ladies from the Eastern Islands were surprisingly considerate in this aspect. Despite being an assassin, Miyasame Ayaka retained this cultural trait.
“The brutal Goguryeons possess the upper hand in numbers. I fear that we would not be able to escape if we were to provoke them.” Miyasame Ayaka looked at Wang Chong with deep worry in her eyes.
It was only out of ignorance that ordinary civilians could live at ease here. Those who understood the background of this region would feel as though a knife was constantly pressed against their backs.
And this
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