Make Preparations

Because this was Dadatis and Zhang Heng's first lesson, it lasted quite a long time. It was not until the sky was nearly turning pale and some industrious slaves had already risen from the ground to begin preparing breakfast that they had no choice but to call it a night.

Yet neither of the two men on the training ground felt satisfied.

The Old Trainer not only taught Zhang Heng stealth techniques as promised, but also gave him a general introduction to the assassin's other combat skills. In this regard, the Blade of Balance had done rather well. Those who joined it were generally top-tier assassins, each with a specialty of their own. Even if they had been unwilling to pass down all their skills when they were young, people like Dadatis would want to leave something behind once they grew old.

Assassins were people hidden in the shadows of history. The more successful an assassin was, the less likely their name was to be passed down. But perhaps precisely because of that, they all wanted to prove that they had once existed. The Blade of Balance might not have been founded with such thoughts in mind, but its existence had indeed played a major role in preserving and developing the traditional craft of assassination.

Dadatis knew what Zhang Heng cared about, so he took the initiative to tell him that there was a library in one of the Blade of Balance's secret bases. Only core members could enter, and it stored many ancient assassin techniques and related accounts. Dadatis himself had not read most of them, since everyone's energy was limited. But if there was anyone who could master every technique inside, the old man thought it would probably be Zhang Heng.

Because Zhang Heng was the person with