As the cold moon was engulfed by murderous intent, A Shui heard the countless sounds of swords being drawn.

Clearly, the seemingly ordinary strike just now had made these people realize that the woman holding the hatchet in front of them was not easy to deal with.

The assassins' goal was to kill. Whether it was a one-on-one fight or a group assault was not within their consideration.

As long as they could kill the target, that was enough.