Chapter 677 You’re Really Seeking Death_1

Yin Tian’s brows frowned.

He took a stride out of the room and headed towards the front courtyard.

As he reached the front courtyard, he saw that the Shadow Palace Assassins, who were originally in charge of guarding the safety of Yin Mansion, were all standing in a neatly arranged row.

There stood an incredibly arrogant-looking young man who was continuously slapping the faces of those Shadow Palace Assassins.

Slap slap slap...

The crisp sound of slaps echoed in the early morning.

He was hitting them hard, and the faces of the assassins he struck were all incredibly swollen.

Yet, they just stood there, not daring to move an inch.

"Stop."

Yin Tian spoke indifferently, his expression showing neither joy nor sorrow as he stepped forward.

Upon hearing Yin Tian’s words, the young man turned his head slightly and looked at Yin Tian, "Are you the master here?"

"I am."

Yin Tian said lightly.

"Heh..."

The young man let out a snicker, "You’re the one I’m looking for."

"What do you mean by hitting my people?"

Yin Tian asked.

"Your people?"

The young man’s gaze scrutinized Yin Tian, "You sure talk big! Don’t you know who I am? All the assassins of the Shadow Hall within the country are under my family’s control!"

"You dare claim they’re your people just because of you?"

"Moreover, when I came looking for you, they even dared to bar my way, insubordination is what it is. I spared their lives by not killing them," the young man said confidently.

From the young man’s words, Yin Tian had already figured out his identity.

The previous Sir Jin Shihui had boasted that his brother-in-law was the Hall Master in charge of the local Shadow Hall Sub-hall.

Thus, this young man was evidently the son of that Sub-hall Master.

"You may step back now," Yin Tian ordered lightly.

The Shadow Palace Assassins heard Yin Tian’s words and quickly left the place, not daring to linger.

The young man looked unconcerned.

His target was Yin Tian; as for the other Shadow Palace Assassins, they were merely a diversion for him.

"So, what’s your reason for looking for me?"

Yin Tian, with his arms crossed, asked calmly, looking at the young man, "Are you unaware of what you’ve done?"

"My uncle, you haven’t forgotten him, have you?"

"Just look at your own strength in Shadow Hall. Those assassins assigned to my uncle didn’t spill a word about who you really are until they died, tch, they really were tight-lipped."

The young man spoke slowly and deliberately, even directly mentioning the incident where the ten assassins who had recognized Yin Tian had met with a bitter end.

Yin Tian’s eyebrows knitted slightly.

The young man appeared to be not yet twenty but was so ruthless—casually talking about the end of ten lives!

"What kind of look is that?" the young man glanced coldly at Yin Tian.

"So, is that why you’ve sought me out?" Yin Tian asked.

"What else?"

The young man snorted coldly, staring disdainfully at Yin Tian, "My uncle treated me well. I cannot just watch while he’s bullied by someone."

"So what do you intend to do?" Yin Tian asked, his expression still indifferent.

At that, the young man let out a scoff, "By the sound of it, you seem to be interested in a bit of a challenge?"

"Let’s change the location," Yin Tian suggested calmly, "Don’t make a scene at my house."

"Fine," the young man nodded immediately, "As long as you agree to come with me, I can satisfy that small request of yours."

Upon hearing this, Yin Tian said nothing but walked towards the door to leave.

He passed by the young man without so much as a glance.

"Hmph!"

The young man let out a cold snort and followed behind Yin Tian, leaving the place together.

Outside, many cars were parked.

Yin Tian casually chose one and sat inside.

"Young Master, where to?" someone approached the young man and asked.

The young man immediately kicked the person next to him, "What kind of nonsense is that! Of course, we’re going back!"

Soon, several cars started up and drove off into the distance.

In less than half an hour, the cars stopped in front of a vast estate.

The young man got out of the car, his gaze falling on Yin Tian who had also alighted, "Please."

Yin Tian entered the estate with an expressionless face.

With his extraordinary perception, he could clearly feel that in the darkness, multiple gazes were scanning over him.

At the same time, he could detect some unusual auras.

Obviously, some people were genuine practitioners of martial arts.

They soon reached the backyard.

The young man looked at Yin Tian with a sneer, "Kid, speak up. Considering how cooperative you’ve been, I’ll let you choose how you want to die."

"I don’t want to die yet."

Yin Tian spoke quietly, "So this is Shadow Hall’s base of operation in Central City? Quite ordinary."

As Yin Tian spoke, he continued to look around.

"You little brat, you’re really courting death!"

The young man, truly angered by Yin Tian’s response, issued a low growl and charged straight at Yin Tian.