The Forbidden Army was yet to commence their assassination, faces uncovered, when Lin Cheng frowned in irritation, gazing upon the group of vagrants. In the darkness, a pair of sharp hawk-like eyes radiated fierce intent that even Lin Cheng failed to notice. He merely regarded them as troublesome wanderers, instructing the Forbidden Army, "Kill them."
Encountering them under such circumstances, leaving survivors clearly wasn't an option. Lin Cheng's thoughts were straightforward: kill them and discard their bodies off the cliff—no one would care about a few homeless stragglers. Yet the moment the Forbidden Army drew their blades, these five so-called vagrants dropped their bags, unsheathed their curved swords, and with a glint of cold steel in the night, Lin Cheng was taken aback. The clashes of blades and the sudden escalation left both sides locked in fierce combat.
