C41 Assassination

A group of six or seven men approached, all farmers with gaunt, sallow complexions and weary expressions. Leading them was a lean middle-aged man.

He stepped forward and nodded in greeting, "I am the head of this village. May I inquire about your business here?"

Ning Xu and Yu Yin exchanged glances.

"We're merely passing through and mean no harm," Ning Xu responded politely