The one who struck was Bai Yao. These four assassins were not truly members of the Luo Family; they could only be considered assassins raised by them, granted the Luo surname and a few supernatural abilities. That was why Bai Yao had said they could be killed.
This killing also served as a warning to those behind the scenes: do not send such disposable fodder again. If they died, they would die for nothing, wasting the resources the family had spent cultivating them.
It also spared them some unnecessary trouble. If they had to endure harassment from these people at all times, even Su Wuming would not be able to bear it.
Now that the four had been killed, there would be no more assassination attempts for a while. Those people would use this time to summon back the disciples who had gone out to train. That would be when the true decisive battle began.
As the four died, the assassins lying in ambush farther away immediately abandoned any thought of continuing their attack. The strength their opponents had displayed was far beyond anything they could contend with, so they all withdrew without prior agreement and reported the matter to the people in charge behind them.
At that moment, in the conference room on the top floor of the Hangzhou Martial Arts Association Tower, Luo Yan and the leaders of the various factions received reports from their subordinates at the same time.
After reading the messages, every one of them turned cold.
Luo Yan in particular suddenly erupted with an astonishing aura. He glared angrily at the two people opposite him, and a wave of pressure bore down on them.
These two were none other than Green Plum and Second Chrysanthemum.
Green Plum easily blocked the pressure Luo Yan