Treasure identifying Golden Finger

Finally, the exhausted middle-aged assassin could no longer withstand the deadly pursuit of these sharp swords. He was pierced through the body by countless sharp swords formed from Spirit Power, and then he fell heavily to the ground. He spat out blood and fell to the ground, unable to get up.    

"Puff... Puff..."    

The middle-aged assassin spat out a mouthful of blood. His clothes were stained by the blood. Those who saw the scene of the ten thousand swords piercing through his body could imagine that the body under his clothes must be full of holes like a honeycomb. No wonder Faang Cheng told them that the next scene was not suitable for children to watch. It was indeed very bloody.    

"Sigh, although Mr. Lei has tried his best to confront me once, he still failed. It's really... a pity. After all, Mr. Lei is just one step away from the happy life he wants."    

Faang Cheng walked up to the middle-aged assassin and stared at him.    

"I... I can tell you... I can tell you the truth. You... Don't kill me, don't kill me!"    

Lying prone on the ground, the middle-aged assassin could not see Faang Cheng's face clearly. He could only stretch out his bloody hand in an attempt to grab Faang Cheng's pants. However, Faang Cheng took two steps back, not allowing him to touch the corner of his clothes at all.    

"It's too late!"    

His voice came from above the middle-aged assassin's head.    

"You had the chance to tell me everything, but you chose to fight against me. Now it is too late for you to say anything. Besides, have you forgotten? Just now... I got the answer I wanted from your reaction. Mister Lei, there are many times when the real answer doesn't need to be said by you. I can understand it."    

As soon as Faang Cheng said that, he turned around and walked in the opposite direction. After taking a few steps, he seemed to have remembered something. He raised his hand and waved it behind him twice.    

"Ugh..."    

Countless invisible, invisible, yet real hidden weapons formed from Spirit Power suddenly rushed out of the middle-aged assassin's body and returned to Faang Cheng's body. The removal of the weapons had done a second injury to the middle-aged man's body, and this time it was fatal.    

"Faang... Faang Cheng, you...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"    

Before he could even finish his sentence, the middle-aged assassin had already breathed his last breath. His eyes were wide open as he stared in the direction that Faang Cheng had left in, as if he was unwilling to accept his fate, but he could no longer do so.    

Faang Cheng stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at the corpse of the middle-aged assassin with an indifferent expression.    

"Could someone please help me inform the city patrol team to collect his corpse? Also, have them come to the Spirit Cultivation Academy to look for me."    

Faang Cheng said indifferently. Immediately, a young man with a warm heart agreed and ran towards the direction of the city patrol team.    

"Alright, I'll inform the city patrol team right away."    

The young man's voice sounded from not far away.    

"Alright, sorry for the trouble!"    

After saying that, Faang Cheng turned around and left without looking at the corpse again.    

In the Spirit Cultivation Academy, the young assassin was still sitting on the open ground with a dejected expression. It seemed that he still could not understand why the middle-aged assassin left him behind.    

"You are still too young. You followed the wrong person. That is why you have been betrayed."    

Lee Zhaowen looked like an experienced person as he tried his best to persuade the young assassin.    

"Then have you been betrayed before?"    

The young assassin looked at Lee Zhaowen in a daze.    

"No."    

Lee Zhaowen told the truth and shook his head.    

"I have been with my friends and partners for a long time now, and I have never been betrayed."    

Hearing Lee Zhaowen's words, the young assassin's face darkened even more.    

"That's why you found the wrong friend. There are still a lot of people in this world who have feelings and loyalty. Don't be discouraged..."    

Before he could finish his sentence, Faang Cheng walked in from the entrance of the Spirit Cultivation Academy.    

"Brother, you're back."    

Lee Zhaowen said and looked behind Faang Cheng.    

"Eh? Where's that assassin with the surname Lei?"    

He could not help but ask. The young assassin beside him also looked at Faang Cheng angrily and curiously.    

"I took care of him."    

Faang Cheng said frankly.    

"Oh? It's not easy. You don't often deal with people. What's wrong? What did he do to make you angry?"    

Lee Zhaowen was a little surprised.    

The young assassin's eyes were wide open in shock. He hated the man named Lei for betraying him and leaving him behind. However, when he heard that the man was dead, he was shocked and couldn't accept it.    

"He kidnapped a four years old girl and threatened me? Can I bear it? I was already very angry when he blew up my college and nearly hurt so many of my students, and now he's holding me hostage and threatening me. If I keep him any longer, I'm going to give myself a prize for being a good gentleman that never gets angry."    

Faang Cheng said as if he was joking. Then, he looked at the young assassin.    

"However, his death left me with some clues. According to him, he has actually completed the mission assigned to you by your Young Master? He ran away now to live his so-called good life. But, we clearly saw that your mission had failed. Why... would he say that?"    

Faang Cheng began his plan to obtain more useful and clear information from the young assassin.    

"What? He... he actually said that?"    

Startled, the young assassin looked at Faang Cheng with a hint of vigilance and nervousness in his eyes. He lowered his head and stuttered, not saying a word.    

"It has already come to this. Why aren't you telling the truth?"    

Faang Cheng smiled faintly.    

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to tell me. In any case, I more or less understand the truth of the matter. I think... there must be something wrong with the young man who appeared in my Spirit Cultivation Academy. He..."    

"No, no, what problem could there be with him? He's just a pitiful worm that we're chasing after."    

The young assassin's extreme reaction made Faang Cheng burst into laughter. He looked helplessly at the young assassin in front of him and suddenly felt that this young man in front of him was not suitable to be an assassin. He was so simple and easy to deceive. In fact, he was more suitable to be an ordinary person who did not fight with the world.    

"I... I exposed something, right?"    

Looking at Faang Cheng's reaction, the young assassin said dejectedly.    

"Indeed, your reaction has confirmed that there is something wrong with that young man. That's enough. I don't want to waste too much time on you. I am facing that man now."    

Chapter Twenty-Five