Lin Dong furrowed his brows, recalling carefully that moment of relief, Chu Ge had gone straight to the conference room upon returning.
"But later, according to Elder Jian and Mr. Chu's judgment, the murderer was not those people Mr. Chu pursued, but another group of Shadow Assassins."
Thinking of those Shadow Assassins, Lin Dong couldn't help but tighten his fists and hammered them onto the table.
The teacup on the table trembled thrice due to his actions, "I better not run into those bastards! If I do, I'll make sure they regret it!"
"Why did they kill Elder Jian's favorite disciple?"
This was what Nangong Man Sha couldn't understand.
Although Jian Chunqiu was an Ancient Martial Artist, he held high prestige in the world of martial arts, rarely making enemies, and his underlings' character shouldn't be lacking. However, such a person met an untimely death, falling victim to those people's Poison Hand.
