Zhou's momentum had completely dissipated in an instant. If he had just been perceived by others as a level-ten threat, now he appeared more like a street thug, a complete change of persona.,The people on the left clearly brightened up upon hearing this. They came here following orders, traveling for miles just for this one man's guarantee. If they failed, their organization wouldn't let them go. These wolves, assassins who attempted to kill the president, now had their lives in this man's hands. Things were much harder for the black man on the right. This statement felt like a death sentence to them. Their goal was the same; the answer they received and the consequences that followed would be equally shared.,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.。