His cries failed to draw help from anyone, however, and Ye Feng reached the ninja's back just then, driving his sword through his chest once more and finishing off another opponent.
Ye Feng turned his gaze toward the last ninja. Seeing Ye Feng look at him, the remaining ninja was terrified out of his wits and hurriedly shouted to everyone around him:
"I have twenty million in assets! Whoever saves me can have it all!"
At the mention of twenty million in assets, the crowd's eyes visibly shifted. Clearly, some of them were tempted.
The ninja was clever enough to announce his considerable wealth outright to attract the others' attention.
One ninja with half his face covered even charged out, placing himself in front of the ninja pleading for help and watching Ye Feng warily.
Seeing this, Ye Feng sighed.
"People really do die for wealth, just as birds die for food! Do you think you can stop me from killing someone I want dead?"
No emotion could be seen on the masked ninja's face. Only his slightly hoarse voice could be heard:
"You're certainly very strong. Killing you would be no easy feat, but holding you off for a little while shouldn't be too difficult!"
As he spoke, the masked ninja backed away, taking the ninja pleading for help with him.
Ye Feng made no move, merely watching the masked ninja retreat.
Only after the two had withdrawn to a safe position did the masked ninja say to the ninja pleading for help:
"I've saved you. Hand over your wealth."
The rescued ninja was still gripped by fear, his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably. Hearing the masked ninja's words, he handed over everything on him.
But although he handed over quite a few things, they were not worth much-around