C1508 Martial Arts Fanatic

The four Guardian Deities were bantering back and forth, smugly taking in Ye Hong's grave expression.

Ye Hong, ever vigilant, absorbed every word they said without missing a beat.

Thoughts of the Stinger raced through his mind—a notorious assassin within the Ancient Martial Realm.

Rumor had it, he rarely made a move, and his fees were astronomical—beyond the reach of ordinary folks.

Yet