The leaves in the forest rustled, and a middle-aged man dressed in a moon-white robe walked out slowly, gently shaking a folding fan in his hand: "Grand Squad Leader Shi, you have sharp eyes. I am the 'Folding Fan Scholar' Bai Wu Gou, I have long admired your reputation." The words "Killing with Laughter" inscribed on his fan emerged faintly in the twilight.
Shi Feiyang turned around, twirling a sword flower with his left hand in his right palm: "So it's the thirty-seventh ranked assassin in the Jianghu. Speak, who hired you to take my life?"
