He felt deep remorse and gratitude towards her for enduring hardship and raising their children alone. He realized he had missed the critical moments of happiness that should have been shared with her, and now he could only focus on compensating for their suffering in the future, ensuring she would never feel wronged again.
Suddenly, a light “pa” sound from the roof startled him. The subtle noise suggested someone had arrived, and his keen instincts told him it was not just one person. Their impressive skills posed a challenge, but unfortunately for them, they had encountered him.
He gently put down Lan Lan, his eyes sharp like a leopard ready to pounce. Suddenly, a hidden weapon emitting blue light flew toward their hiding place. Long Junhao was shocked and used his full power to deflect all the hidden weapons. He picked up a few small stones and scattered them with a surge of energy, causing several black-clothed men to fall from the roof.
By this time, Yang Zhong and the others had awakened. They quickly lit a torch and dragged the three remaining assassins, who had surrounded Ling Feng, in front of Long Junhao.
The assassins’ faces were filled with terror. They considered themselves top-tier experts, yet could not fight back. A small stone had nearly destroyed their martial arts. Who was this person?
Trembling, they looked up at a man with sculpted features, exuding an aristocratic aura. He appeared cold and imposing, like a mountain that commanded submission—clearly no ordinary person.
As they pondered, a burly man escorting them asked, “Master, how should we handle them?”
“Do as you see fit, follow the old rules.” The dark hall’s procedure was to interrogate if possible; if not, kill without mercy.
However, they always had ways to make enemies wish for death while being unable to die.
Yang Zhong, a burly man, was straightforward and loyal, often trusted by Long Junhao. He approached the assassins with a cold laugh, asking if they would speak voluntarily or be “taken care of.” Seeing their expressionless faces, he smiled evilly and used a bone-breaking technique, inflicting excruciating pain. One assassin, unable to endure it, bit down and died with blood flowing from seven orifices. The other two followed suit by committing suicide.
