Chapter 2, Assassin's Base

Indeed, not long after, Lin Qiuxiao was the first to be dispatched to carry out a mission, followed by the second and third individuals. Over the course of two years, even the least skilled martial brothers were sent out on missions.

"Liu Qin is not from my household," Yan Yitian said with a playful look at me, "However, he occasionally comes by. If you can become strong enough to command his attention, then he will certainly meet you"

But ever since I retaliated with my sword against one of the assassins who roared at me, they no longer dare to provoke me

Time and again, I sketched and recalled his smile, further reinforcing my long-held belief that he must be the only remaining family member I have in this world. Only my family would offer me such a warm yet melancholic smile during my illness

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I still dare not neglect my practice, and I carefully recall the appearance of that young man I saw during my illness, repeatedly sketching his image in my mind. I fear that Liu Qin, who has not appeared for seven years, will gradually fade from my memory, to the point that one day I may encounter him face to face and not recognize him

Therefore, it seems I have no other choice but to make myself stronger

"My lord, I wish to see Liu Qin," I said quietly. Blood was dripping from my body, gradually forming a pool on the granite floor of the hall, yet I seemed to feel no pain, only staring directly into the eyes of the legendary Duke of Qingtian, who was said to have the power to turn the tides.

We are all assassins, assassins of the Qingtian Marquisate. Whoever the Marquis commands us to kill, we shall go after. Our responsibility is to eliminate all obstacles in the Marquis's path. " After a sparring session with me, Lin Qiuxiao said this while inviting me for drinks, slightly inebriated.

At that time, I was just a ten-year-old boy, a completely helpless boy without a past. How could I be strong?

Lin Qiuxiao is a strikingly handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his smile always broad and radiant like the brilliant spring sun, yet it always carries a hint of nonchalant mockery.

Five years later, at least nine out of thirteen individuals will be able to easily defeat their teacher, and among those nine, the techniques used by Lin Qiuxiao and me will be the least.

My personality can be described as somewhat aloof and introverted. I rarely take the initiative to speak with those killers, and I often seem to be lost in thought, paying little attention to the words of those around me, which often frustrates those killers

But I soon came to know and believe the words of Lord Qingtian

As for me, who possesses the best skills, I have always been raised in seclusion like a precious young lady, and even my master seldom comes to instruct me. It is said that this is because my abilities have already surpassed theirs

There are many teachers, some teach swordsmanship, some teach hidden weapons, some teach internal martial arts techniques, and there are even those who teach the use of poison and sorcery. There are also quite a few students, including myself; initially, there were ten of us, but later it increased to thirteen, almost all of whom are boys aged around eight or ten, being subjected to rigorous training day and night

It turns out that a killer speaks more effectively with a sword than with words

I cannot, nor do I dare to forget him

The courtyard I am in turns out to be the training base for assassins of the Qingtian Houfu

Liu Qin placed me there with the intention of subjecting me to the most rigorous assassin-style training