Yang Feilong looked at Luo Feixue, a flicker of sadness flashing in her eyes.
It was mixed with a sense of helplessness.
Clearly, she didn't want to be an assassin, but her life was not her own.
Luo Feixue knew her own strength; she was very powerful, yet she lacked the determination and confidence to leave the organization, which spoke volumes about how terrifying her organization must be.
Yang Feilong sighed and said, "You can go into hiding and change your name! Isn't that better than being controlled? Moreover, your disguise skills are so superb. I believe that as long as you are willing, your organization might not be able to find you, right? Do you really want to live a life where your fate is controlled by others?"
"Unless I go abroad, it's difficult to truly live a leisurely life. And that kind of overly mundane life is not what I need," Luo Feixue shook her head.
Although she didn't want to be controlled, she truly didn't desire such a plain existence, especially since she was still young, only twenty-five.
Hearing this, Yang Feilong fell silent, understanding the underlying reasons.
"You see!" Yang Feilong shook his head. "After we return, I will find medicinal ingredients and refine an antidote. Whether you choose to take it or not will be up to you."
Luo Feixue stared blankly at Yang Feilong for a moment, then broke into a smile, saying, "Thank you. To repay your kindness, I won't abandon the mission to assassinate you for now."
Yang Feilong: "..."
Li Yufei: "..."
Was this how kindness was repaid?
"If I abandon the assassination, the organization might send more formidable assassins. Do you want that? They're not as reasonable as I am," Luo Feixue said with a half-smile, looking at Yang Feilong.
Yang Feilong: "..."
"The best way is for you to kill the employer, and then I can choose to withdraw. Only then will the assassination order against you be lifted. As for who the employer is, I won't say. I believe with your intelligence, you can figure it out," Luo Feixue said, chuckling as she looked at Yang Feilong.
Hearing Luo Feixue's words, Yang Feilong fell silent. The Lin family.
He had previously considered destroying the Lin family, but he was busy with other matters, and his strength was insufficient then, so he didn't seek trouble with them. But now? The Lin family had paid a hefty sum to have him killed. They hadn't given up after the first failure and were still offering a bounty for his death.
In that case, he would send them to oblivion.
Although he might not annihilate the entire Lin family, Yang Feilong had no intention of letting their high-ranking members off the hook.
"Thank you," Yang Feilong said.
"You're welcome," Luo Feixue waved her hand. "Alright, I should be going now!"
Had it not been for today's events, Luo Feixue might have been exposed while assassinating Yang Feilong. Her early exposure now made staying pointless. As an assassin, she preferred a solitary life.
"Can I see your true appearance?" Yang Feilong asked before Luo Feixue left.
"You want to see my real face? Am I beautiful or ugly? Have you fallen for me?" Luo Feixue asked playfully.
Yang Feilong: "..."
"Pah. I think she shouldn't be called an assassin, but a vixen, a promiscuous one at that!" Li Yufei's lips twitched, and she cursed inwardly.
"It's better if I don't let you see. Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll fall in love with me. In short, I'm even more beautiful than when we first met. We'll meet again if fate allows!" Luo Feixue giggled, then lightly tapped her feet, her voice and figure vanishing.
However, she quickly reappeared, looking somewhat embarrassed as she asked Yang Feilong, "Can you tell me how to get out of the formation?"
Pfft!
Li Yufei couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Weren't you pretending to be an immortal? What a disgrace!
Yang Feilong also stifled a laugh, waved his hand, and the surroundings cleared.
Luo Feixue glared at Yang Feilong, as if blaming him for her embarrassment. The next moment, she flickered and disappeared from her spot.
Outside.
Time rewound.
When Yang Feilong activated the formation, those outside saw a hazy expanse, as if shrouded in mist.
"A formation!" Xing Yangkong, who had been watching the fight in the courtyard from outside,'s eyes lit up. "Yang Feilong can also set up formations? Could it be that he's truly a descendant of the Yang family?"
"This formation looks extraordinary! Tsk tsk, interesting!"
"Should I offer my help?"
At this moment, numerous thoughts flashed through Xing Yangkong's mind.
"With the help of the formation, he might not be afraid of those few people. If I barge in rashly, he might mistake me for an enemy."
Xing Yangkong pondered for a long time. When he could finally see the situation in the courtyard clearly, he was stunned, for James Bond and Koizumi Mi were both dead!
"He, with the help of the formation, actually killed them all? This..."
Xing Yangkong was utterly shocked.
Not only Xing Yangkong, but everyone else was equally astonished.
"That woman?" Many people saw Luo Feixue's figure flash and disappear.
Her speed was so fast!
Earlier, many had dismissed her as an ordinary person, but this display just now left them profoundly shaken.
"This woman, wasn't she the ordinary person who was almost bullied by James Bond's subordinates back then? With that speed, her strength must be extraordinary!"
"We all underestimated this woman. So, perhaps James Bond and the others' tragic deaths are related to her!"
"..."
Initially, everyone thought that James Bond's death was achieved by Yang Feilong using the formation. But now, they felt it was more than that. This woman's speed was so incredible, and her strength unfathomable; perhaps she was a crucial factor.
In fact, their speculations were not entirely wrong. Although Yang Feilong was the main force, without Luo Feixue distracting and restraining the first-class support operative, Jia Lisen, Yang Feilong would have had a hard time turning the tide!
The next moment, with a flash of light, the formation was activated again, and when everyone looked, it was once more a hazy expanse.
"They've retreated. This Yang Feilong is not simple. Even though one woman is gone, why did she leave? Did she go to find reinforcements, or what?"
"I don't know!"
At this moment, many people were unsure of the reason for Luo Feixue's departure. Even those who coveted Yang Feilong's wealth dared not act rashly at this time.
Because James Bond and Koizumi Mi, two top experts, had both perished. What confidence did others have, even if they joined forces?
Without knowing the opponent's full capabilities, acting rashly was irresponsible towards one's own life. For a time, many people dispersed.
Xing Yangkong lingered for a while longer, with some regret. "If I had known he could deal with James Bond, I would have taken action myself! Whether I'd get paid or not is another matter, but at least I could have earned some goodwill."