After hearing Young Master Shen's words, Tian Da could not help but twitch in the face.
Tian Shisan knew his Foster Father's secrets—perhaps even more than Tian Da did. Many of them even involved the City Lord's Manor.
Once exposed, they would become a colossal scandal.
So now, Tian Heng had become a bomb in City Lord Liu Wuyan's hands.
Either he destroyed it himself ahead of time.
Or, if Young Master Shen were allowed to set it off, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Young Master Shen added, "I'm taking Tian Shisan away. Any objections?"
The four assassins opposite him were utterly silent.
With Jin MuLan, who was that formidable, standing beside him, what objections could they possibly have? "All right, go back," Young Master Shen said. "Remember to pass along my message. Also, your severed hands are still bleeding. Don't die on the road. If you're going to die, at least deliver the message first."
Tian Da and the others' faces twitched again.
Pretty boy, fuck—if your wife weren't so strong, even with all four limbs broken, I could still kill you. Of course, Tian Da could only curse inwardly to vent his frustration.
Yet although Young Master Shen had told them to leave, they did not move. Instead, they looked toward Jin MuLan.
MuLan said nothing, merely lowered her gaze.
Without another word, the four assassins picked up their severed hands and left.
As they stepped outside, they saw several dozen cavalrymen from the Earl's Manor lined up neatly in the darkness, the powerful crossbows in their hands aimed at Tian Da and the other three.
Though these cavalrymen had arrived later than MuLan, they had still rushed over quickly. Earl was always cautious in his dealings.
And the dozen or so Black Clothes Gang warriors standing watch