The meeting room was in complete disarray. A corpse knelt atop the nearly collapsed long wooden table, while several others lay in the corners and beneath the windows.
The Old Con Artist had not come to reinforce Su Xiao. He was protecting Princess Phedra's safety alongside the Dull-Witted King. If Princess Phedra were killed, it would also cause Su Xiao considerable trouble. Although he could find another puppet, Bloomer would certainly interfere.
With a crack, Su Xiao crushed the throat of an assassin as thin as a stick and dressed like a beggar. He casually tossed the corpse aside.
Su Xiao swept his gaze around. His instinctive warning told him that there were still assassins nearby. The seven from before seemed more like probes; the truly capable ones were hiding in the shadows.
Aside from the fake maid who had appeared first and a man capable of concealing his aura, the other five assassins were death soldiers. Even knowing they were no match for Su Xiao, they still charged forward without fear of death.
Apart from the sound of dripping blood, the room was deathly silent. Seeing this, Su Xiao sheathed Dragon Slayer Flash, as if he believed the battle was over.
Boom, boom, boom...
All seven corpses in the room exploded. The blood condensed in midair and transformed into a blood wolf.
Several sharp spikes made of blood thrust from the blood wolf's back. After turning at two right angles in midair, they shot straight toward Su Xiao.
As Su Xiao stepped back and turned sideways, the blood spikes passed in front of his chest and behind his calf, missing him. Who could have expected that the two blood spikes would turn several times before wrapping directly around his legs, chest, and abdomen?
In the manor's courtyard, a bald