Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 604 - 603: Going to Bright Moon City (6)

Le Zhao laughed and said, "Then let’s go for a walk first, anyway, the meal won’t be on the table for a while."

A group of people had just walked out the door when they saw that the surrounding lanterns had all been lit.

Under a thatched hut not far away, several men in black were sitting and drinking tea.

"Oh, they really aren’t here for us!"

When Xuan Ying saw the scimitars beside them, he gently stroked his chin.

"It’s actually people from the Heavenly Killer Sect!" Xuan Ming frowned, "Could it be that some important person is passing through here today?"

"It shouldn’t be any important person," Duan Yunfei said, "those assassins seem to be just ordinary ones, not elite."

"How can you tell?" Shen Qinglan was skeptical.

"Look at their scimitars," Duan Yunfei said in a low voice, "the elite have scimitars with silver-white handles, but these are black. The Heavenly Killer Sect uses black-handled scimitars only for ordinary assassins."

Xuan Ying said in surprise, "So, that’s the distinction!"

They usually don’t encounter people from the Heavenly Killer Sect. The most frequent encounters would have been back when the Heavenly Killer Sect was chasing Shen Qinglan.

However, each time it was always dark and windy at night, so they didn’t pay attention to the color of the scimitar handles.

However, thinking about it, even during the day, they would likely only see silver-white, since the Heavenly Killer Sect isn’t foolish enough to believe ordinary assassins could kill them.

"If it’s not an important person, then there’s no need to pay any attention." Xuan Ying said, lacking interest, "Let’s go back and sit waiting for the meal."

Just as they were about to return, they saw that the originally seated assassins suddenly stood up, holding their scimitars, and looked at them coldly.

Xuan Ying raised his eyebrows, "Could they want to kill us?"

Just as he finished speaking, one person said coldly, "When the Heavenly Killer Sect carries out a task, unrelated people should best not interfere, or else they will be killed without mercy."

"Tch~" Xuan Ying rolled his eyes, "Who you want to kill is none of our business."

Shen Qinglan also glanced over indifferently, then let Duan Yunfei lead him back.

"The meal is ready, so you should just sit and eat quietly."

When they returned, they saw an old man suddenly shed his outer robe, revealing an all-black outfit. His originally hunched body straightened up.

A pair of eyes like a hawk’s stared directly at them, and in a hoarse voice, he warned, "Sit quietly and eat your food, or don’t blame the scimitar in my hand for being merciless."

Le Zhao sneered, "You better not tamper with the food, or none of your Heavenly Killer Sect people will leave alive."

"Young and boastful," the old man snorted, "Just because I didn’t poison it, even if I did, you’d still have to..."

The old man’s words hadn’t finished when a bright sword was already pointing between his eyebrows.

"Fei...Feihong Sword!" The old man was shocked, unconsciously retreating again and again.

Duan Yunfei said softly, "Get lost."

"Yes, yes!"

The old man hurriedly turned around to leave but was stopped by Xuan Ying, "Wait."

"Uh, I don’t know what else you might need?"

Xuan Ying glanced at the table’s dishes, "Are they poisoned?"

"No, no poison!" the old man said, "You know we generally don’t kill people outside of our mission, unless intentionally obstructed."

Xuan Ying sheathed his sword, coldly saying, "You better be truthful, or you won’t escape."

The old man said, "Absolutely... it’s absolutely the truth!"

Xuan Ying waved his hand, "Step back."