"Yang Ji will ask you something later, but for now, leave this person to me!"
Wang Zhiyong glanced deeply at Yang Ji, then turned to look at the black-clad assassin opposite:
"Are you from Tantai Fang? I originally thought she just couldn't think about some women, and it would get better after a while. After all, some things cannot be forced. I didn't expect that she actually sent you to follow the underworld to plot against me. Before.
Is it you who attracted the flying yaksha?"
"What?"
Hearing these words, Yang Ji's pupils shrank and he looked at the black-clothed assailant again. His eyes were completely different. The two of them were attacked by Feitian Yaksha before. Wang Zhiyong said that Feitian Yaksha usually did not act at this time, and Yang Ji also
I didn't pay attention, just thought it was a coincidence.
Now listening to Wang Zhiyong’s meaning, isn’t that the case at all?
"Could it be that those flying yakshas were not attracted by our Hades lanterns at all?"
A flash of lightning flashed in Yang Ji's mind, and he found it unbelievable. However, when he thought that this black-clothed assassin could actually know their route in advance and sneak up on them here to ambush them, everything was not so unbelievable.
Yang Ji didn't know how he did all this. But one thing Yang Ji could basically infer was that the black-clad assassin's understanding of the underworld was probably better than Wang Zhiyong's! (To be continued...)
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Chapter completed!