Chapter 1160 Thibaults Under Siege
- With that, Samson timed the rotating patrol beams, then shot forward like a released arrow.
- By now his cultivation had reached the Advanced A-Class; to the assassins on the roofs he was nothing but a passing breeze.
- The night swallowed him, and in the blink of a single streetlamp, he landed inside the Thibault courtyard.