Quietly crawling in the darkness, holding the dagger filled with cold light tightly, his cold eyes locked on the vital points of the prey.
No matter how long it takes, he will wait quietly, always keeping the desire to kill deep in his heart.
All the patience, just to pursue the gorgeousness of the fatal blow!
Yan Mo, who admired the superb assassination skills of his sworn sister Mu Rouyu and longed to become an assassin, finally stepped into this world of assassins where the sun cannot shine.
But when she gradually emerged and had no time to rejoice, everything in front of her had deviated from her imagination.
"Want to be the king of assassins? You need superb skills and transcendent wisdom."
— And "a little" luck.