Ning Xuan stared expressionlessly at the assassin before her. The man, who looked to be in his twenties, had a slender, frail build and an ashen complexion. His life force was dwindling; he looked like he was on death's door. A hateful light gleamed in his triangular eyes.
'The truth was, the assassin was filled with deep regret. His mission was to assassinate a C-level female Spirit Controller on a D-level Star. Factoring in the possibility that her Contractor could be A-level, the organization had dispatched him—the one with the highest Comprehensive Combat Power and mission success rate among all A-level agents.'
