If it weren't for Han Shilan still being by his side, he would have already killed those female assassins who were disturbing the two of them, given his volatile temper.
"ah!"
They didn't react until they were thrown to the ground outside, at which point they let out a sharp scream.
Their delicate faces were filled with terror as they staggered to their feet, clearly having suffered considerable injuries.
The sheer force of that aura sent them all flying; what kind of power was that?
They thought they were incredibly powerful, but that pride was shattered and destroyed by this man's mere presence...
"Wow, that's amazing! Just how strong is that man?!"
"He's probably already a martial artist above the Profound Rank, maybe even a Grandmaster of the Earth Rank. We've really encountered a Grandmaster martial artist. Luckily, he hasn't killed us yet."
"He seems to be Chinese, just like Lord Ye in our organization!"
They discussed it amongst themselves for a while, then suddenly felt a terrifying aura emanating from the wooden house. They turned and ran away in fright, each of them looking extremely disheveled.
On their way, they happened to encounter another group of four female assassins who had illegally formed a team.
Without saying a word, he immediately took out his weapons and began a desperate fight.
Originally, the five of them were very strong, but unfortunately they were seriously injured by Yang Feng's aura, and even their breathing became unstable.
In the end, all five of them were killed before they could take one of the female assassins with them!
This is all a result of their greed and inability to resist temptation.
At this moment, Yang Feng, sitting at the door of the wooden house, had one arm around Han Shilan's slender waist, leisurely basking in the bright sun and looking at the beautiful green scenery not far away.
I thoroughly enjoyed it.
When he was with her, Yang Feng always felt that he was not as violent as before, and his easily agitated heart became very calm.
He looks like a sunny boy.
Without her, he felt he would become like a villain in a movie, cold-blooded and ruthless...
"Yang Feng... those people are so scary. Why would they come to this island, and why are they the kind of cold-blooded people who kill anyone they see?"
Han Shilan pressed her little head against Yang Feng's shoulder and whispered her story.
"I don't know, but I have a feeling they're all assassins, maybe they're here for training, or maybe they're mercenaries."
Yang Feng's gaze was very calm as he looked at the green trees swaying in the wind and the clear stream flowing by, and he slowly began to speak:
"But... don't worry, as long as I'm by your side, no one in this world can touch you!"
"Hmm... okay, you said it, so you can't go back on your word." Han Shilan smiled and glanced at Yang Feng's aloof face with her beautiful eyes.
"I said it."
About a mile away, by a stream, a sweet-looking female assassin, dressed in a white bodysuit, sat fishing.
"Yay! They've finally taken the bait!"
The female assassin, number 02, raised her eyebrows and took the fish off the hook, smiling happily as she murmured.
The next moment, she smelled a faint fishy aroma and immediately turned her gaze toward the direction from which the smell was coming. Her stomach then began to rumble.
"Oh my god, it smells so good!"
With that, she tiptoed back into the stream and hurried off toward the direction from which the smell was coming.
At this moment, Yang Feng was enjoying his time with her when his brows suddenly furrowed. Noticing that someone else was coming, he moved slightly.
"What's wrong?"
Han Shilan noticed Yang Feng's slight reaction, immediately opened her beautiful eyes, looked at him, and said.
"Another ungrateful person has come."
Yang Feng spoke in a low voice.
"No way... We've already finished the grilled fish, how could it still smell like fish...?"
Han Shilan pouted and spoke.
"Of course... after all, this is something I made, it's bound to taste good."
Yang Feng smiled faintly, ran his hand through her long, black hair, and said with a touch of arrogance.
"Really? Then you'd better remember, you'll be cooking all the meals from now on."
A barely perceptible glint of cunning flashed in Han Shilan's beautiful eyes as she spoke.
"No problem."
Yang Feng replied casually, then glanced at a girl in white walking briskly towards the stream. She seemed to be a little younger than the two of them.
When the female assassin No. 02 saw the wooden house ahead, she slowed down and stopped in her tracks. She stood on tiptoe and looked in Yang Feng's direction.
"I'll go and chase her away."
Yang Feng stood up and left a single sentence.
"Hey! Wait a minute, Yang Feng, if she's not here to cause trouble, we shouldn't keep attacking her so easily. Otherwise, what's the difference between us and those people from before?"