So this was the first time the wooden box had ever been opened.
But just as Ye Fei opened the box, something bad happened!
A puff of white smoke instantly spread as the box's lid was lifted, making Ye Fei's brows knit together.
Beside him, Ren Yuan and Ji Yanran both went limp and collapsed directly onto the ground.
"Master, this… this is Sorrowful Wind Powder! It's a poison designed to seal a martial artist's inner strength!" Ren Yuan immediately shouted.
Sorrowful Wind Powder?
Before Ye Fei could respond, a crazed laugh echoed in the air.
"Hahaha! Excellent, excellent! I've waited so long, and Mr. Ye, you've finally opened the box. I was beginning to think I'd have to follow you all the way home!"
A man emerged slowly from the trunk of one of the battered hyena cars, laughing wildly as he straightened his clothes and approached Ye Fei.
"Who are you?" Ye Fei asked, frowning.
"Who am I? I'm an assassin. An assassin sent to kill you!"
