Chapter 130 - 126 Secret Martial Guards Hundred Households Wei Cen
Not an assassin, nor a thief, but a deliveryman!
Interesting!
Yang Zhenshan squinted his eyes, watching his every move like a statue.
And the other party didn’t notice his presence at all.
Watching him place the items, Yang Zhenshan moved his feet silently.
Just as Yang Zhenshan moved, the man paused, then abruptly turned his head.
A spear tip, gleaming with cold light, stopped in front of him.
"You seem very confident!" Yang Zhenshan stated flatly.
The man was dressed in black with his face covered, only revealing a pair of eyes that remained perfectly calm, showing no ripple even as the threat of the spear appeared suddenly before him.
Yang Zhenshan scrutinized him: dressed in black for night travel, face masked with cloth. Heh, he had seen this attire countless times on TV, but it was the first time being so close in reality.