Teng Zhuhai, worthy of being a master at the Peak of the Object-Manipulating Realm even though he was in a state of sleep, at his most unguarded, he had already detected the murderous intent within the darkness. He woke up abruptly and immediately reacted.
The True Qi of someone at the Peak of the Object-Manipulating Realm was incredibly powerful. Even Ning Fan had no choice but to retreat temporarily, his dagger repelled by Teng Zhuhai's True Qi.
Ning Fan looked regretfully at Teng Zhuhai, who had leaped up from the bed. It was truly a pity—if not for this accident, Teng Zhuhai might have already breathed his last. Ning Fan was quite confident in the poison he had concocted.
"Who are you, who sent you, to dare assassinate me?!"
Teng Zhuhai glared with round eyes, the rage in his eyes seeming to spew forth. He locked onto Ning Fan's position directly in the darkness, and with an angry strike, he shattered all the objects obstructing his view in front of him.
