In a farmhouse in a small mountain village, two groups of people were facing each other. Both sides were prepared for a fight, with roughly equal numbers. The atmosphere was tense... an ominous silence filled with the smell of gunpowder.,Both parties having obtained the answers they desired, naturally wouldn't linger. Though they didn't know Miss Zhou's role, being able to deploy two dozen top assassins from across ten regions was enough to prove everything.,In the misty mountains and waters, the child stood in the courtyard, like a pine tree covered in snow, making people unable to look directly.。