"Weren't those people sent by you?" Bei Zicheng looked at Nangong Yun, his thick eyebrows unconsciously furrowing tightly.
Nangong Yun's graceful brows also knitted together.
"How would I know such formidable assassins? Let alone have the power to command them, to kill Baili Xia and Bei Xier."
"Not you?" At this, even Nangong Yun's face instantly darkened a few shades.
If it wasn't Bei Zicheng who sent them, and it wasn't her, then who could it be?
Seeing her reaction, Bei Zicheng knew that those assassins weren't sent by her either.
"I did indeed secretly send some people to deal with them before, but according to their account, the ones they encountered were not the assassins I sent."
After a moment of silence, though filled with doubt, Nangong Yun spoke truthfully.
The two exchanged a look, their hearts involuntarily trembling violently.
"Then... what on earth is going on? Could there be another force besides us targeting them?"
