This punk was reminding him that he had just returned to the capital after winning a victorious battle under the Vassal Prince of An'nan. If he were to deal with that guy here on the street, it would dishearten the soldiers and maybe even spark off the common people's disapproval.
Mo Lian curled his lips into an unexpected smile.
Yet even though he had a smile on his face, an exceptionally chilly light flickered in his eyes.
"Let Us tell you something." Mo Lian's eyes flashed as he snickered, "If We want you to die today, you will definitely not witness tomorrow's sun."
He raised his gaze, gesturing to those two hidden guards with a nod.
The latter abruptly slashed Nian Chong's neck with his knife so rapidly that there was no space to maneuver.
His body soon slumped to the ground, his eyes still glowering even in death.
