On the second-floor windowsill, Jiang Yixin sized up the black-clad figure's outfit, finding it inexplicably familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

In the next moment, the black-clad figure spoke in Japanese: "Sir, you are truly extraordinary!"

Jiang Yixin's eyes widened. Is this... a Ninja?

The occupation of a Ninja is very unique, with strong regional characteristics, mysterious and powerful, which is an acknowledged fact by the outside world.

In present terms, Ninja are similar to assassins, with extremely high stealth, speed beyond ordinary people, hiding in the shadows to strike enemies down with one move.

In fact, Xiao Feng had confirmed the adversary's profession from the start, not because of the outfit, but because of the weapon used.

"I ask, you answer," Xiao Feng said indifferently, raising the shuriken in his hand: "Or die."

The so-called shuriken is not a typical longsword but a hidden weapon similar to a throwing dart. It was precisely such a dart that had just intercepted Xiao Feng's offensive.

Moreover, Xiao Feng observed even more carefully than Jiang Yixin, noting that the opponent's outfit color was not black, but a deep blue, more akin to the color of the night.

Because if it were black, the silhouette would be more conspicuous at night, which is not conducive to camouflage and concealment.

"Your tone is unusually arrogant. I just wonder if you have the skill to back it up!" The Ninja's tone turned cold, eyes flickering with a chilling light.

No sooner had the words fallen than three similarly dressed Ninjas appeared, surrounding Xiao Feng and forming an encirclement.

Jiang Yixin's heart jumped to her throat. In her eyes, the three Ninjas that suddenly appeared seemed to have descended from the sky, appearing instantly on the street with such speed that it was astonishingly terrifying!

Just then, Xiao Feng suddenly shook his head slowly, sighing: "Alas..."

The Ninja across from him sneered: "You know you are doomed to die tonight, so you're planning to settle your affairs? Sorry, I won't give you that chance."

Xiao Feng shook his head again: "I pity you. Four of you will die before the operation is fully unfolded. I guess you didn't come with many people, did you?"

The Ninja did not reply but suddenly raised a hand, making a gesture. He had no mind to guess Xiao Feng's psychology, whether genuinely confident or deliberately stalling for information.

He only needed to focus on completing the task, and that was enough.

In an instant, the four Ninjas simultaneously grabbed the corners of their cloaks.

Xiao Feng, like someone who anticipated their actions, twisted his entire body, spinning into the air like a braid with indescribable grace.

At the moment he took off, the four Ninjas simultaneously swung their cloaks, unleashing a dense barrage of shuriken, the coverage of which was comparable to an indiscriminate attack in a game, utterly unavoidable.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

A series of metallic clashes echoed through the street like a frantic drumroll, though the sound was anything but musical, leaving one with only an ear-piercing sensation.

The most surprising thing was that the four Ninjas, after releasing their hidden weapons, did not linger but scattered to flee in four directions.

"Damn it!" Xiao Feng cursed, immediately pursuing the Ninja he had conversed with earlier.

But barely a hundred meters into the chase, Xiao Feng seemed to think of something, promptly reversing direction.

There were four of them in total, and they had shown no interest in prolonged engagement from start to finish; after one strike, successful or not, they scattered immediately, meaning even if he caught up, he could only catch one.

The question then was, if he chased one, would the other three idle around?

Fortunately, upon returning to the villa, the little girl and the others had not been attacked, though each showed varying degrees of concern upon seeing Xiao Feng's frustrated expression.

If they were strong enough, would Xiao Feng have needed to face the enemy alone?

"Those people, were they Ninjas?" Jiang Yixin asked the question weighing on her mind.

Xiao Feng nodded affirmatively but obviously didn't intend to elaborate further.

"Brother Xiao Feng, why didn't you call me for the fight? I could at least help you out." The little girl expressed her discontent with Xiao Feng's "unauthorized actions."

Jiang Yixin glanced at the little girl, feeling that even if the little girl had been present, she would have only added to the chaos, forcing Xiao Feng to split focus to protect her.

However, it clearly wasn't the time for arguing, so Jiang Yixin refrained from speaking further.

"Why did they leave immediately after using the hidden weapons?" Du Qingyue questioned.

She speculated that the four Ninjas were most likely assassins sent by the Devil's Concentration Camp, but Jiang Yixin and the little girl were clearly unaware of this, so to avoid causing alarm, she skirted around some issues for the time being.

"Though all are killers, the Ninja's fighting style is assassination; success or failure, they have only one chance to strike, fundamentally different from hitmen," Xiao Feng explained.

Everyone looked at each other without speaking further, as the original drowsiness dissipated with the assassination attempt.

Sitting on the sofa, Xiao Feng frowned, feeling inexplicably troubled.

This could be called a textbook case of failing to show off; the opponent never engages you in a head-on fight. Instead, they hit and run, leaving you reluctant to pursue. Seriously, who can stand this?

"Backwardness means getting beaten…" Xiao Feng sighed, getting up to boil water for tea in the kitchen.

When he returned, he found the little girl, Du Qingyue, and Jiang Yixin all had adopted stances in the living room, practicing exercises they had just learned that morning.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Feng was slightly taken aback.

Du Qingyue replied with a blank expression: "Shame gives birth to courage. I understand why you chased after them and then returned."

Xiao Feng gestured for everyone to stop, took a sip of tea, and said, "Impatience is the least desirable trait. Ambition is good, but it needs to be applied correctly."

"Bring your bedding here. Until the danger is resolved, we're all staying in the living room." Xiao Feng said more dejectedly.

With a situation like this, saying you can sleep soundly would obviously be a joke.

Du Qingyue staying with him wasn't much of an issue, but the little girl and Jiang Yixin couldn't live in fear every night.

In the dark, each with their own sofa, four pairs of eyes wide open, devoid of any desire to sleep, a feeling which could be summed up in two words: "Novelty."

"Can't sleep, can we?" Xiao Feng put his hands behind his head: "Good, let's share our insights. Who wants to start?"

"Me, me, me!" The little girl raised her hand: "I felt pretty bad today. I beat Sister Jiang so badly, still couldn't help her; it really sucks."

Jiang Yixin suddenly sat up: "I'd love to see what expression is on your face while saying this?"

"..." Xiao Feng.

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