Eve of the Tiandou Coup, Alicia Wants to Touch Some Wings

Inside Xue Xing Residence.

"Are you sure the people you sent can kill Xue Qinghe in his residence?"

Seeing that the assassins had yet to respond, Xue Beng began to grow impatient.

"Relax. The strongest of those assassins are Soul Emperors. They're the elite forces under my command."

"They're more than enough to take down a mere Xue Qinghe." Xue Xing cast an impatient Xue Beng a sideways glance.

Holding a cup of hot tea, Xue Xing took a sip.

"Just put your mind at ease and wait quietly."

He shot the other man a disappointed glare and spoke leisurely.

The moment his words fell—

Whoosh, whoosh—

Several successive sounds of air being torn apart came from outside.

"See? I told you. With those elites, taking down Xue Qinghe was more than easy. Aren't they back already?"

Setting down his teacup, he shot Xue Beng a delighted glance.

"Shouldn't... shouldn't we hide somewhere first?" Xue Beng still looked hesitant.

He couldn't help it. He had been gripped by an ominous feeling, as though the people returning were not theirs at all.

"What are you scared of? Wouldn't I recognize my own men?" He shot the cowardly Xue Beng a disdainful look.

Prince Xue Xing stepped forward and opened the door.

Splat—

"Y-you aren't..." Prince Xue Xing felt the blade piercing his heart.

He stared at the people before him in disbelief, then spat out two mouthfuls of blood and died unwillingly.

The assassin promptly withdrew his martial soul—a dagger.

Still not satisfied, he stabbed the man twice more before stepping into the room and locking his gaze on Xue Beng, who was hiding behind a pillar in the distance.

His first soul ring lit up, and the dagger flew from his hand, piercing through the pillar and Xue Beng along