"Who are you?"
An Guangxing couldn't care less that he wasn't wearing any clothes. He stepped out of the bathtub and picked up the sword beside the bathtub.
The men in black said coldly,
"Someone who wants your life."
An Guangxing quickly shouted before they attacked him,
"Men, there's an assassin."
Before he could finish his words, the men in black flew over. The thin swords in their hands shone with blue light and covered An Guangxing like a rain of swords. In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen bloody wounds on An Guangxing's naked body. He tried his best to resist, but the other party was too powerful. His resistance was futile.
When An Guangxing's soldiers ran into the tent, the men in black flew out from the top of the tent, leaving An Guangxing pierced in the middle of his forehead, with his eyes wide open.
