Chapter 1599: 1599: A Deal Not Worth Making
“Be careful!”
Zhan Beiye saw this scene and bellowed a warning.
But his voice was far from as quick as another, as the triceratops’s claw swung toward the leader, while its other claw shielded An Jiuyue beneath itself.
“Roar!”
The beast exhaled a gust of foul breath at the leader, who was then smacked away by the triceratops.
“Aah!”
The leader smashed into a large tree before falling to the muddy ground.
After a while, he stood up clutching his chest, glaring viciously at the triceratops, having forgotten about the presence of such a beast in the heat of the moment.
This time, it was impossible to gain any advantage over An Jiuyue.
“Retreat!”
A short time later, with the triceratops’s help and seeing that his men were dwindling, he made the decisive call.
Now they needed to preserve their strength for the next confrontation.
Having underestimated this group’s capabilities, he had sent too few men. Next time, when he lay in wait for them, he would not fall behind again. He was determined to avenge this defeat.
The black-clothed men, hearing their master’s command, wasted no time fleeing to his side.
“Master, they…”
One of them was puzzled—hadn’t the master ordered the woman to be killed? Just as they were about to reach her, why were they forcefully interrupted?
“We’ll plan further upon our return.”
The leader gave him a look that stopped any more words from coming out.
He, too, wanted to kill them, but the reality was that they simply could not take down the group in front of them without losing all they had.
Such a trade was not worth it, and he would have to report back to his superiors and bring more men next time. Only then would they stand a chance of capturing everyone at once.
“Su Tang, consider yourselves lucky this time. Next time, you won’t be so fortunate!”
After dropping this threat, he led the remaining subordinates away quickly, not giving An Jiuyue and the others any chance to react.
“Damn!”
An Jiuyue swore.
What kind of people were these? Clearly beaten to a pulp, yet still dropping harsh words—did they want to make them feel like their victory was just luck?
“I’ve never seen such shamelessness. Just look at these guys, Su Tang.”
At An Jiuyue’s words, Su Tang approached a corpse and crouched next to it, noticing a black mark on its wrist, which belonged to a specific assassin organization.
“Madam Qian, they appear to be assassins from the Liushang Sect.”
“Is that an impressive sect?”
An Jiuyue, resting his chin on one hand, inquired.
“Not particularly impressive, but due to their large numbers and willingness to take on any mission, they are quite favored by the aristocrats of the Feather Abyss Plane,” Su Tang explained.
“I will send a message back and command our people to deal with the Liushang Sect.”
Zhan Beiye: “…”
What sort of situation was this? An assassin organization favored by nobles sounded utterly bizarre.
“Whatever this Liushang Sect is, we still need to venture into Rui Prison Grounds to find the Sky Phoenix Grass,” An Jiuyue said.
Since these people had fled, it was an opportunity to find the Sky Phoenix Grass before any others came to disrupt their mission.