The assassin's reaction was undeniably swift. The moment Chen Mo's expression changed, he decisively prepared to kill someone and make his escape.
Ever since the twin brothers had died, he had remained highly wary of someone as powerful as Chen Mo. He was not someone to be trifled with.
At that moment, the assassin's spike was about to pierce Bai Xiaotian's neck. Bai Xiaotian was on the verge of losing his life. The assassin had put all his strength into that strike, intending to finish the job as quickly as possible and flee.
The long sword Ability User was also gasping for breath as he raised his head with difficulty to watch everything unfold. From the moment he saw the assassin move, he knew what his own fate would be. He had never expected today to be the day he died.
Since they were going to die anyway, taking someone down with them was better than nothing. He could understand the assassin's actions. If he had been in the assassin's position, he might have done the same.
If they could not kill the strong one, then the weak one became the target. Killing him would at least complete half the mission.
They had been able to do whatever they pleased in Europe and other places. Even after arriving in Siam, they had done as they wished. Yet he had never imagined that he would die here today.
People like him were probably destined for hell after death. But it did not matter. Over the years, he had already done everything he wanted to do. There was little left for him to regret.
The long sword Ability User felt deeply emotional and was utterly puzzled by his young Siamese opponent. Why was he merely a Siamese Native, yet so powerful?
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