Chapter 616 Big Trouble

• “Master, prepare to die!”
• Zhao Bing stood with a blade in hand, his gaunt frame straight as a spear. In the night, he looked like Jing Ke, the lone assassin striking at a tyrant—his presence hit like a drumbeat in the chest, cold and fierce.
• As Zhao Bing stepped into the room, steel hissed through the Shan’nai compound. Disciples from Tigu gathered like wolves, blades wet with blood, robes hanging straight. They broke through the gates and surrounded Master Tomorrow and her students tight.