Return to the Time Nest

Gaino held the assassination technique given to him by the Spirit Hidden Clan's chief. In that moment, he felt somewhat shameless. Had all his scheming been just for the Spirit-Hiding Clan's assassination technique?

No, that was not it. He had simply stepped in to help the Spirit Hidden Clan overcome this crisis. But with this assassination technique in his hands, Gaino felt as though he could not clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Gaino said, "Chief, what are you doing? The reason I was thinking just now was that Feili is the only one in your Spirit-Hiding Clan who can shoulder responsibility now. If I take Feili away, what will happen to the young people of your Spirit-Hiding Clan who have yet to mature? They need a role model! Isn't Feili an excellent role model? For the sake of his people, he can lower his proud head. How can you let someone like that follow me?"

"Besides, didn't you say that this assassination training technique is the foundation of your Spirit-Hiding Clan's development? If you give it to me, how will your Spirit-Hiding Clan develop in the future?"

The chief said, "This old man had already considered these matters. Perhaps I was too old-fashioned. I always believed that as long as I kept this assassination cultivation technique, the Spirit-Hiding Clan could grow strong through it. But now it seems that is not the case. A powerful technique can only display its proper might in the hands of a powerful person. If a treasured sword is placed in the hands of someone who only knows how to use sabers, then no matter how fine the sword is, it will still rust."

"Mr. Gaino, isn't that the truth?"

Gaino had not expected the chief of the Spirit