king assassins
Jun Wuyi's

"Enough! Even though we are one family, you deliberately chose to live in the southernmost mansion, huh .. Come on tomorrow, you will move back here! ”He then stared intently at Jun Xie, Jun Zhan Tian felt a piercing pain within him. . No matter how much he was wretched, no matter how disappointing he was, he was still his grandson. Moreover, he was the last consecutive descendant of the Jun family …

Although the current state of foreign affairs was stable and peaceful, some princes had aged, leading to a period of inevitable internal strife. As a top military powerhouse, Jun Zhan Tian was akin to a towering tree, which everyone wanted to include in their network of allies. This attempt of his only lineage may have been one of their schemes to create an internal disaster. If Jun Xie had not moved back here, he was worried that there would only be more such efforts in the future.

"I've lived very well there, no need to move!" Jun Xie flatly refused. Are you kidding me? This was an extremely rare opportunity to experience the techniques of this world's fellow assassin. If I were to retreat now, would I not lose this opportunity? Hearing Grandpa Jun discuss about this, Jun Xies heart palpitated lightly with excitement.

Murder .. The subject seems very distant, yet remains the most intimate part of his memory …

"You! … Wretched! ”Grandfather Jun's anger erupted, he raised his hand to slap Jun Xie, but just before his palm reached Jun Xies face, he stopped for a long time. With a complicated expression on his face, he uttered, "You .. go."

Is this the first time this boy has rejected me? She ... She actually dared to reject me today? Besides, this was a total rejection!

Jun Xie bowed his body ceremonially, stood upright and walked away.

“Oh, one more thing, from today onwards you are not allowed to disturb Princess Ling Meng. For this matter, there is no room for negotiation, period! "Grandfather Jun's voice was filled with a faint and unspeakable feeling of sadness and coldness.

…

In recent years, the Jun family seemed to have the power to grasp even the heavens, as if they were the only ruler in the kingdom, but this family suffered a fatal flaw; and that is the lack of capable successors! The only descendant of the third generation, Jun Moxie was a young debauchee! Grandpa Jun was a man who seemed to be in his forties, with a mind and body that was resistant to the ravages of time, but in his heart he knew that if he did nothing, he would do nothing, then the Jun Family will likely be erased from this world in the near future. Looking at Jun Moxie's current state, this was the most unavoidable result. In fact, he could see that happening.

Thus, Jun Zhan Tian had once hardened himself to shamelessly ask the Emperor to bestow Jun Moxie with a marriage with Princess Ling Meng that His Majesty loved the most. If this matter succeeded, then even after his death Jun Moxie would have a safe harbor to rely on. As the husband of the Princess, he would have the identity of a noble family. As long as he did not create an outrageous mess, then the Jun family bloodline could be maintained.

Prince Consort, this position seemed grand and majestic, but it was in fact the most humiliating of all government positions. For any minister with power and authority, their greatest fear was to suddenly accept the orders of the Empire, bestowing their son with marriage to the Princess. You want them to allow their son to bring home a Princess so that their grandparents can ceremonially submit to their son's daughter-in-law? In addition, there were also rules to be aware of, an empress prince was completely forbidden from taking any concubines. If the Princess happens to have a deviant personality or a heart filled with jealousy, then the family will not have good days in the future. However, this was simply the best insurance plan for a debauchee like Jun Moxie, at least this plan would be the best to keep the Jun family alive.

Thus, Jun Zhan Tian was willing to propose to this marriage without feeling resentment or coercion.

Your Majesty, the Emperor naturally understood the intent of this old comrade who was like an elder brother to him. While His Majesty was feeling touched by Jun Zhan Tian's predicament, after taking a look at Jun Moxie's history and everything he had done, other than Princess Ling Meng's refusal, he was unable to do so, he had to reject the proposal after long and careful consideration.

"My brother Jun, it's not that your brother won't give you his face, but I'm still a father, Ling Meng is my beloved daughter. How can I marry my own daughter to be .. Sigh! ”Your Majesty lowered his head before finishing his sentence, causing Jun Zhan Tian to lose his breath.

A father? Consideration for your daughter? If this was a decade ago where my Jun Family was at its most prosperous period, wouldn't you be angered with joy if I were to submit this proposal? The state of human relations, like drinking water! * Grandpa Jun's heart is filled with hatred.

"Oh, I get it." Jun Xie replied lightly as he stood in the doorway. In his tone, there was no surprise or excitement, like a bowl of plain water. He immediately walked out.

Ever since Grandpa Jun had told him about his proposal, Jun Moxie had constantly considered himself the Prince Consort of Princess Ling Meng, as far as stalking Princess Ling Meng, ensnaring him to no end. But at this moment, Jun Xie received the news nonchalantly, causing Grandpa Jun to feel shocked. If Jun Xie became angry or hysterical, or even cursed on the streets .. Grandpa Jun would not feel surprised at all. However, Jun Xies current attitude left him shocked.

Not too long later, Jun Zhan Tian clapped his hands and said: “Turn some more experts to look after the Young Master at night; I don't want any more accidents to happen! If you see any suspicious people, kill them on the spot without hesitation !!! ”Don't even think of trying this a second time! You think you can waltz in here and take the life of Jun Zhan Tian's grandson? Grandpa Jun's eyes shone coldly.

Grandpa Jun seemed to be speaking into thin air within the empty room, but a faint and faint voice from a man suddenly sounded from somewhere: "Understood!"

Jun Xie walked out with the sunlight shining on him, as warm rays shone on his face, he continued walking towards his own courtyard. Along the way, he continued to meet the servant who bowed to him in fear and trepidation, but he continued on without giving them any notice, as he was deep in thought.

No one knew, that at this moment, a thought echoed within Jun Xies heart:

"What is a killer? As the name suggests, an assassin is a person who kills! We are the hands of darkness! Always remember this word, 'darkness'! "

"A killer is always an illusory life, entering like the wind and disappearing into nothingness!"

"What is a successful killer? If no one knew that he was an assassin with wet hands until the day of his death, then he was a successful assassin! ”

"Then, what is the qualification of a super assassin?"

"Qualification referred to as a killer, is the ability to insert himself into any atmosphere and situation! When placed in a cleric, he will turn into a poet; in a painter, he will turn into an artist; in a rogue, he will turn into a criminal; in a socialite, he will turn into a criminal, it will turn into a nobleman, a man; in sexual offenders, it will turn into a sexual predator; in heroes, he will turn into an exemplary champion !! ”

“In the desert, he is a lizard; a meadow, he is the king of wolves! In the mountains, he was the king of beasts, tiger! While hovering above the ocean, he was the carrier of the tide, Dragon !!! ”

"That's the quality of a successful killer!"

"Someone, who only knows how to kill, at best, a butcher!"

"Only a person who has a clear purpose in mind when killing, other than being successful each time, can be considered a good killer!"

“Homicide! It is art itself! As a murderer, one should never, ever defile the elegance of this art! "

…

This was a conversation he had with his master in his previous life. Thinking of this, Jun Xies mouth smiled and he muttered, "The present me, is nothing more than a useless second generation ancestor, just waiting for the call of death!"

Suddenly, a cold voice echoed: “Salah! You are not a second generation ancestor, I am a second generation ancestor, whereas you are a third generation ancestor !!! "