Nathan frowned at the swordsman. "Why are you here?"
"By Mr. Barton's order," Mist Sword replied calmly.
Nathan instantly understood what Mist Sword meant. "So, Barton has hired you to kill me."
Penny and Grace quickly turned pale.
Colin and the rest of the bodyguards braced themselves as they could feel the intense aura coming from Mist Sword.
"I have a sword that hasn't tasted any blood for the last five years. It's telling me it wants your blood," Mist Sword said as he rested his hand on the hilt of his sword.
Nathan frowned again. But, before Nathan could speak, Thunderstorm roared at Mist Sword, "How dare you disrespect our master!"
Thunderstorm and Waves kicked the floor and leaped toward Mist Sword.
The two bodyguards were known as some of the best martial artists in the country. Yet Mist Sword did not even flinch as they charged forward.
He stood still until the two bodyguards were just inches away from him and unsheathed his sword.
Thunderstorm and Waves suddenly felt as if they were in an icy cave as they struggled to breathe.
Their bodies were warning them of the danger, and they quickly jumped back.
They evaded most of the slash, but the tip of the sword still brushed past them, leaving a wound across their chests.
Thunderstorm and Waves gaped their eyes in awe at Mist Sword, clearly underestimating their opponent.
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