Zhou Fan spun around. With his Li Hen Sword, he cut down three so-called Supreme Assassins from Dark Night—men of considerable status and immense power—as if he were slicing through vegetables.
Watching from a short distance away, Lorne knew that even if these men managed to take down Zhou Fan, very few of them would be lucky enough to survive. As for Kazuo and the remaining two Supreme Assassins, there was no way they were leaving here alive. 'Oh, no—there's only one Supreme Assassin left,' he realized, as in that very instant, Zhou Fan cut down another.
At this thought, Lorne cast aside all other considerations and bolted.
'As the saying goes, better you than me,' he thought. 'If you want to die, go right ahead. I haven't had my fill of living yet!'
After sending the last assassin flying with a punch, Zhou Fan glanced in the direction Lorne had fled. A playful smirk touched his lips, but he paid the coward no mind, charging straight for Kazuo instead!
