Chapter 286 – Hostile Arrivals
Crack!
Fang Dingwu hurled his wine cup to the ground and immediately drew his twin blades from his waist. He shouted into the darkness, "Who goes there?!"
A figure slowly emerged from the shadows. A short, wiry man with narrow, piercing eyes that occasionally flashed with a sharp glint. In response to Fang Dingwu's sharp question, the man sneered coldly a few times and replied, "The Ghostbane Association has business here. Move aside if you want to live."
The Ghostbane Association? Hearing those three words, Fang Dingwu couldn't help but glance at Ye Beizhi. Noticing Ye Beizhi showed little surprise, Fang Dingwu felt more at ease.
"Which bastard couldn't keep their pants on and let you slip out?" Fang Dingwu sneered, his lips curling. "To talk like this... are you an Earth-ranker or a Heaven-ranker?"
The narrow-eyed man gave Fang Dingwu a long look before shifting his gaze to Ye Beizhi. The battle-scarred young man unsettled him. After a brief silence, the narrow-eyed man introduced himself in a low voice, "Heaven-ranker, Golden Stinger."
This assassin from the Ghostbane Association, who called himself Golden Stinger, was clad in tight black attire and wrapped his hair in a black scarf. He was clearly prepared to kill, he had seized an opportunity to strike ruthlessly, but the alertness of his victim led to the current standoff.
Though Fang Dingwu seemed rough, he was observant. From the start, he had been studying Golden Stinger. The man carried no weapons on his waist, which initially made Fang Dingwu suspect he practiced external martial arts. However, his short and wiry build was far from what one would expect of someone trained in Iron Shirt or Golden Bell techniques. The most striking detail was his exceptionally steady footing as he walked and stood, leading Fang Dingwu to conclude that this man must have trained his lower body to an exceptional level.
Ye Beizhi had remained silent from the beginning, not even saying anything as he sensed Golden Stinger examining him. He glanced at the man lying at his feet, then briefly let his gaze sweep over Golden Stinger's shoes.