"Hmph, do you really think I'd waste my time deceiving a small fry like you? If you don't believe me, you can send over another two five-star, or even six-star assassins to verify my identity, see if they end up killed by me!"
Ye Xuan curled his lip and snorted coldly.
He actually wasn't too fond of the title 'Assassin Madman'; it made him sound like some deranged slayer!
He was a low-profile kind of person and didn't like being given these inexplicable nicknames, especially the ones Westerners came up with. Titles like Satan or Netherworld King Hades seemed too pretentious to him, and he found them off-putting.
In comparison, 'Assassin Madman' was somewhat easier on the ears, so Ye Xuan casually adopted it. At least he wouldn't get attacked on the streets.
Ye Xuan had vanished from the assassin world simply because he'd grown tired of it. It wasn't fun anymore!
It was like beating a game and having no challengers left. Would you keep playing? It just felt even more boring.
