Gongsun Qiong and Zhao Xiaodao didn't live in the Wantong Trading Market. They lived in the small courtyard Gongsun Qiong had recently built, about two kilometers away, with a street between it and the Mysterious Bookstore.
The information Zhao Xiaodao had brought was so overwhelming that Ma Feifei felt on edge. On the way back, he kept looking this way and that. Every passerby looked like an assassin, and whenever someone glanced at him, his heart leaped with anxiety. He was afraid they'd pull out a weapon and hack him to death at any moment.
As a result, Ma Feifei spent the whole two-kilometer journey walking in a state of nervous dread.
Fortunately, he made it home safely. He hadn't encountered any of the legendary assassins, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Qingyang~" As soon as he returned to the bookstore, Ma Feifei went over to Yun Qingyang and said gravely, "I have to tell you something. Someone's trying to assassinate me."
Yun Qingyang glanced at Ma Feifei. "How come you're still alive?"
"I'm being serious! You must have heard that Gongsun and Zhao Xiaodao were attacked last night, right? Do you know who attacked them? It was the Phantom Organization, famous throughout the Azure Dragon Continent!" Ma Feifei said earnestly. Afraid Yun Qingyang wouldn't understand, he gestured with his hands. "You know the Phantom Organization, right? They're the assassins who once successfully killed the rulers of the four great empires. I heard they even killed a Spirit Saint!"
Yun Qingyang stared at him for three seconds, then curled her lip. "Never heard of them."
"Fair enough. You're older than the Phantom Organization." Ma Feifei remembered Yun Qingyang's age: a giant dragon who had lived for tens of thousands of years, older than the history of the Five