"We'll have to leave it to Big Brother to take down this fat sheep."
The black-robed man chuckled, cupped his hands, and flashed a somewhat obsequious smile.
The red-robed man beside him also grinned. "Big Brother, we're counting on you."
"Don't worry. He's only at the third layer of the Nascent Soul Realm. Taking him down will be child's play, and I won't make a commotion in the city."
The old man at the sixth layer of the Nascent Soul Realm puffed out his chest and smiled proudly.
With that, he blurred and vanished from the room.
The black-robed man winked at the red-robed man and said with a grin, "Lucky for us, we kept our eyes open and watched that fellow at the third layer of the Nascent Soul Realm. Who'd have thought he'd be such a fat sheep..."
"Come on, let's go watch the fun."
The red-robed man was itching to go. Before his words had even finished, he vanished too.
The black-robed man hurriedly teleported after him.
Chen Changming had no idea that the manager of Hengye Trading Firm had sold his personal information.
He had just left a Medicine Pavilion after buying some spirit herbs. As soon as he reached the street, he was about to head to the next shop when he suddenly sensed a Flying Sword shooting toward him from behind.
It was a black Flying Sword.
It was as fast as lightning.
Without even turning his head, Chen Changming suddenly reached out and caught the black Flying Sword between two fingers.
"How is this possible?"
The old man at the sixth layer of the Nascent Soul Realm was hovering in midair. Seeing his bonded Flying Sword caught between someone's fingers, he was stunned for a brief moment.
Then a chill ran down his