High-level female soldiers: My female soldiers are all SSS-rank!

Upon hearing this, Shao Wenlong involuntarily took a deep breath, feeling an invisible pressure in his chest, which forced him to relieve the shock in this way.

The words of the middle-aged envoy from the assassination society were sharp and incisive, leaving no room for doubt.

He knew that if Wu Hongdao, a powerful figure, were to intervene and protect Ye Chu, then any attempt by the Shao family against Ye Chu would be like an ant trying to shake a tree, only making them a laughing stock.

The Shao family's foundation and power may be considered prominent in this land, but compared to Wu Hongdao, it is but a drop in the ocean, insignificant.

Beneath the vast sky of Zhenhai City, the name of Wu Hongdao stands like an insurmountable mountain range. Its majesty and imposing presence weigh heavily on every heart, inspiring awe and making one feel as if even breathing requires caution, lest one disturb that unparalleled solemnity.

He is the pinnacle of power, the embodiment of strength, like the brightest star in the night sky, unattainable yet admired by countless people, their hearts filled with complex emotions—a desire for power and awe for that lofty position.

Shao Wenlong's heart was as clear as a mirror at this moment, reflecting Wu Hongdao's unshakeable figure.

He knew that although the Shao family had deep roots in Zhenhai City, compared to the Shao family, they were just a drop in the ocean and insignificant.

Even if the Shao family gives it their all and mobilizes all available resources, it will be like an ant trying to shake a tree, and in the end, they will only end up humiliating themselves.

The dawn of victory seemed so faint, almost untouchable, under Wu Hongdao's boundless shadow.

The middle-aged man's voice rang out again, as cold as ice, sending chills down one's spine.

"Moreover, even if we could easily eliminate Ye Chu, who could withstand Wu Hongdao's overwhelming rage? Although the Assassination Society is large, it knows when to advance and retreat, and dares not easily touch such a taboo."

Every word struck Shao Wenlong like a hammer blow, forcing him to re-examine the current situation and reconsider every decision he made.

Under Wu Hongdao's shadow, any rash action could have devastating consequences, so the Shao family must be extremely cautious.

Shao Wenlong's face suddenly lost all color, turning as pale as the first snowflakes falling in winter. Every line seemed to bear the heavy burden of years, making him look even older and more tired in an instant.

He closed his eyes in despair, his heart churning with disbelief.

Unexpectedly, a young man named Ye Chu was able to stir up such a huge wave in his originally uneventful life, bringing a series of unpredictable troubles and predicaments.

In the assassination meeting, the middle-aged man's words were like a gentle breeze on a cold night, seemingly insignificant yet carrying an undeniable sharpness.

"We have no choice but to take a gamble. We're betting that Wu Hongdao, for various reasons, won't easily lend a helping hand to protect Ye Chu."

"Or perhaps, before he makes up his mind, we've already succeeded and ended it all."

Upon hearing this, Shao Wenlong remained silent for a long time, his silence containing complex emotions—resentment, determination, and even a hint of barely perceptible helplessness.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes, a resolute look flashing in them, as if he had made a heavy and firm decision.

"Good!" His voice was deep and powerful, each word seemingly bursting from his chest. "I grant your request. I will dispatch a grandmaster-level expert. Tonight, Ye Chu's life will end in this endless night."

As soon as these words were spoken, a sense of oppressive tension, like the calm before a storm, seemed to fill the air.

……

Night quietly descended, draping this world in a deep, dark veil, foreshadowing the slow unfolding of the bloody prelude to the second night.

Ye Chu parted his thin lips slightly, and with each breath, the surrounding air seemed to become heavy.

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, a streak of light appeared, and the white dragon spear containing the power of the dragon soul instantly materialized and landed steadily in his palm. Its cold light reflected Ye Chu's resolute and unyielding face.

Without the slightest hesitation or lingering, Ye Chu moved with the agility of a cheetah poised to pounce, instantly transforming into a blur as he sped into the depths of the night.

His every step seemed to blend into the night, yet silently shattered the tranquility of the darkness.

Soon, on this desolate wasteland barely illuminated by the moonlight, an unusual aura quietly entered Ye Chu's keen senses.

In the past, this might have been nothing more than a wisp of smoke in the wind, difficult to catch.

But now, the mysterious and unfathomable eye between his brows seems to see through the secrets of all things in the world, making every hidden figure nowhere to hide.

The figure gradually became clearer in Ye Chu's perception, like a mysterious and dangerous lotus quietly blooming in the darkness.

"They're here so quickly!"

A wicked yet slightly chilling smile slowly curved Ye Chu's lips, a smile that seemed to contain an endless, deep undercurrent.

"This person's strength should not be underestimated."

Mu Tongyan's voice was subtly transmitted in the form of divine sense, carrying a hint of imperceptible solemnity.

"From dusk onwards, he followed me like a shadow, maintaining an elusive distance, both near and far, like a ghost in the night."

Ye Chu nodded slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

He could clearly sense the hidden power in the shadows, powerful and unfathomable, and every breath seemed to resonate with the surrounding shadows.

This person's movements were unpredictable and ever-changing, like willow catkins in the wind, elusive and unpredictable. Even someone with Ye Chu's cultivation level would find it difficult to completely pinpoint his location.

This is undoubtedly a top-tier assassin, whose every move could be a deadly threat.

Even Ye Chu had to be on high alert in front of such a powerful figure, and dared not slack off in the slightest.

He knew that the slightest carelessness could lead to utter ruin, and the flame of his life could be extinguished at any moment in the dark night.

The night grew deeper, and this invisible contest had only just begun.

Ye Chu paused, like a gentle breeze suddenly stopping in the forest, quietly entering a state of rest.

His mind raced as he devised a plan to subtly lure his hidden adversary into the open.

The air around him seemed to freeze with his silence, and every breath he took contained an undeniable tension.

However, the opponent seemed to be a master of military strategy. Faced with Ye Chu's stop, he not only did not rush to attack, but also concealed all his aura, as if he had merged into the surrounding nothingness.

This pause, instead of breaking the stalemate, made the atmosphere even more eerie and unpredictable. The person seemed to have truly become part of nothingness, making it difficult to pinpoint their exact location.

"This person is troublesome."

Ye Chu took a deep breath.