"You're really willing to assassinate the Heavenly Phoenix's son, Xia Xijun, with me?" My heart sank. This very likely wasn't the organization's contact. He didn't even know my real name, so why would he risk his life for me? Thus, I immediately threw out some false information.
"Kill... Of course! If we don't kill the Heavenly Phoenix's son, Xia Xijun, how can we throw the Demon Race into chaos, delay their alliance, and disrupt the Battle of the Nine Provinces?" The newcomer had hesitated at first, but then spoke with sudden composure.
At that moment, I finally confirmed that he was a fake. He thought I wanted to kill Xijun, when in reality I had come to rescue her. After thinking it over, I said, "Fine. Yun Bingxin is nearby, so this isn't a good place to discuss things. Let's go outside."
I finished speaking blandly, pretending I still hadn't seen through him, but my heart had already tightened. This fellow had definitely found a place to deal with me. And whether I agreed now or not, it would all be useless. After things had progressed this far, I was already exposed. Apart from taking decisive action and eliminating him as quickly as possible, there was no other way. Even if there was, it would be the inferior option.
"Mm, that's only right. We have to be careful when discussing this." The Demon Cultivator replied.
"I wonder where in the inner city would be quieter? Somewhere we can discuss things without anyone discovering our plot." I asked. Seeing my hesitation, the Demon Cultivator said, "Don't worry. We can discuss it by the cemetery. Several fellow cultivators are waiting there too. This matter won't be delayed."
"I see. Then you can die." When I saw him turn to leave, I instantly