The assassins were collectively dumbfounded as they looked at the energetic Feng Qing. One of the assassins exclaimed, "How is that possible? How could you still acting as if nothing happened when you've inhaled Mr. Qingyi's Soul Capturing Fragrance?"
The corners of Feng Qing's lips curled up as a cold smile flashed across her beautiful eyes. She did not say a word and dodged the punch. She grabbed one of the assassins by the throat and kicked out without looking back, sending the other assassin who attacked her to the ground.
"Bad review! As assassins, you actually held back against the target. Are the people in your Blood Demon Group so unprofessional?" Feng Qing teased and took off the gas mask on the assassin's face. At the same time, a ball of pale green powder was scattered in her hand.
