The assassin's body froze abruptly, standing still. Just a few nights ago, he chatted up a girl, trying to get her to sleep with him. But she brought a guy who... damn, he looks kind of familiar!
The assassin stood there dumbfounded, and suddenly remembered. Damn, isn't this the guy who violently beat him up the other night?
Thinking of this, cold sweat started to trickle down the assassin's forehead.
Li Youcai didn't care much, he just kept urging, "Brother Dongfang, hurry and finish him off. Once we're back in Shanzhu City, I'll treat you to some pampering!"
The assassin was panicking, knowing he wasn't a match for Liu Chen, couldn't beat him and had no way to escape without losing face. This assassin gig is too humiliating.
"I say, brother Youcai, the weather doesn't seem good today. Why don't we pick another day to kill him?"
The assassin blurted out, grasping at any random excuse.
