r him, as you please.The assassin's neck was instantly slashed, blood spurting out like a fountain as Ou Yan's blade whistled through the air.The other assassins were clearly frightened, they hadn't e...ved his orders and was about to slip away quietly, but Ou Yan asked again, "Do you throw things out every day""Yes, Gao Xiang brought a bloody cloth... Every day he deliberately took it to throw away....