"Don't move, it's dangerous," Ye Xiao whispered into Han Xuewei's ear.

Han Xuewei, hearing Ye Xiao's words, immediately stopped struggling.

At that moment, someone had clearly entered through the door of the hospital room. Although the footsteps were very light, it was already past eleven o'clock, and the hospital corridors were eerily quiet; both the patients and doctors were lazily staying in their rooms or offices. No one noticed that someone had sneaked into Han Xuewei's room.

It wasn't just one person who entered, but three. After they quietly entered the room, although they believed they were skilled, they dared not make their presence too obvious and tiptoed closer to the bed. Since the lights in the room were off, it was pitch dark, so when they saw the tightly covered bed, they thought there was only one person underneath the covers.

The three of them exchanged glances and almost simultaneously drew hidden weapons—a brightly shining steel knife, clearly signaling their intent to kill.

The three assassins quickly advanced and stabbed toward the person on the bed, but...

Whoosh—

As the assassins' blades stabbed toward the bed, the covers that hadn't moved until that moment suddenly flew off, instantly wrapping around the weapons and snatching them away.

The assassins hadn't even reacted when they realized their weapons were gone, and when they looked back, they found the bed empty. On the other side of the bed stood two people, a man holding a woman.

At that moment, Han Xuewei was truly stunned; she felt like she had just flown out of the bed in a flash.

After the assassins regained their composure, they immediately moved to attack, and Ye Xiao was also ready to strike.

The assassins sneered coldly and without another word, lunged swiftly toward Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao merely observed their movements and his smile deepened, seeing from their swift actions that their skills were not quite formidable, at least in his view.

The three assassins and Ye Xiao clashed almost instantly.

Meanwhile, Han Xuewei, who had hastily moved aside, watched Ye Xiao and the others fighting in the room in disbelief. She couldn't clearly see the state of the fight; it was nothing but a blur of afterimages to her.

Boom—

A shadow suddenly crashed onto the floor with a force that curiously, didn't allow it to rise again. Han Xuewei immediately looked worriedly toward the shadow, as her biggest fear was seeing Ye Xiao knocked down. Should that happen, the consequences wouldn't just end with Ye Xiao falling; these three assassins weren't simply killers. They might commit more disturbing acts, especially towards women, which scared Han Xuewei the most.

However, when the shadow fell, she saw the remaining three shadows still fighting, putting her mind slightly at ease. She trusted that Ye Xiao hadn't fallen yet, for if Ye Xiao had been defeated, the fight surely would have ended.

At this moment, Ye Xiao found the situation increasingly amusing. These three were indeed Martial Artists, yet who had hired such mediocre fighters at the Yellow Rank Middle Stage? If he wasn't concerned about attracting attention, he would have killed all three long ago. However, these assassins were now knocked unconscious and piled up on the floor by Ye Xiao's punches and kicks.

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