Chapter 143: The Siege of the Three Great Assassins!

"Say one more word, you dog, and see what happens!"

The woman in the red dress, infuriated at being called an old witch, furrowed her brows and retorted, "You've got a face full of poisonous pimples, more disgusting than a toad, wearing a white robe so dirty and shiny with grease from not being washed for ten years it stinks to high heaven, and as for your head, one of those lice is enough for a meal, and yet you still have the face to come out and disgrace yourself!"

Shen Jun was initially very worried that this bizarrely clad man in black would harm them, but upon hearing the woman in red's sharp tirade, he couldn't help but burst into belly laughter.

These are assassins?

It couldn't be any more laughable!

The elder in black robes thrust his pitch-black cane into the sandy ground and sneered, "Yang Yu, close to fifty now, aren't you, stop trying to act like a young maiden. I didn't come here to bicker with you tonight, there's business to attend to!"