The frightened king calmed down and waved his hand: “You’re not at fault.” 

“Who are you?! Daring to try and assassinate me?!” The king then roared.

All eyes fell on the assassin cloaked in black. The face was hidden as well. However, a faint glow from the back couldn’t be hidden.

Everyone became curious - who would dare to do this in broad daylight? It was an unforgivable offense.

The king might not be that strong but he was still the symbol of Vajra and the representative of Sacred Mountain.

This assassination could arouse the other powers. One misstep and war could break out; the flames of war might ravage the entire...