The Mighty Mage-Chapter 396: Dealing With Assassins

Long Yifan watched as Gu Jin left. His heart raced with anticipation. Once Gu Jin uses the summoning stone, he can ask for...

His eyes sparkled.

The more he thought, the more excited he was.

Suddenly he thought of something and slapped his head,

"Sh*t, how did I forget...I have to warn her."

Gu Jin was living a worry-free life. What she didn’t know was, till now 20 to 21 assassination attempts have been made.

Each time, Long Yifan intercepted them, causing Gu Jin to never know about the assassination attempts.

It was all caused by those called the 1 % Group.

They had the audacity to still harbor a grudge against Gu Jin, just because she killed those who wanted to kill her.

"Instead of warning her...it would be better to deal with them." Long Yifan thought.

The more he thought, the more satisfied he became.

Gu Jin was the type who rarely seemed troubled. Until and unless someone provokes her, she would never attack the other party on her own.

At the same time, if someone provoked her, she would deal with them, even if it meant killing...

She hates killing though. So he would do it on her behalf.

With that thought, Long Yifan ordered his subordinates to find the location of the 1% group’s main headquarters.

Soon his subordinate told him the location.

.......

In a brightly lit tower.

1% Group, contained the top forces of the Capital City.

The Capital City was divided into various factions, but there were four types of factions, that stood out the most.

First were wealthy and influential families. They have their own ranking system. The prime examples of such factions were the Gu Family and the Long Family.

Second were factions interested solely in power, politics, and competition. Examples of such factions were Ebon Shadow, Holy Palace, and KCY.

Third was the hybrid one. These people were solely focused on making themselves superior. They have wealth, fame, and power, and also dabble in politics. An example of such a faction was the 1% Group.

Within the third faction, there was a ranking system. In terms of ranking 1% Group was in the top 10.

From a social standing perspective, it would be foolishness to fight them.

However...for Long Yifan, 1% Group wasn’t a big deal.

He didn’t waste a single year in his life, making him reach a position where he can easily deal with anyone he wants.

In the tower, a few figures were sitting.

Each of them had a dark face.

A woman wearing a blue dress asked,

"So all the 21 assassinations made till now failed? Is that woman so skilled?"

"Skilled? It’s more like luck." A man in a black suit muttered.

Both of them were parents of Ni Shulin. The woman who had tried to kill Gu Jin.

"I don’t know. Send some Heaven Rank assassins again! I want her dead anyhow!" A man in a green suit sipped the alcohol and gritted his teeth.

He was the father of Liang Hua.

Just then, a stick loudly thumped against the ground. Everyone fell silent and looked in the direction of the Old Mr. Han.

If they were talking about who was most affected by the death of their loved ones, it was definitely Old Mr. Han.

After all, he lost his eldest grandson Han Dong.

"If the assassination attempt fails this time too, I will personally take action."

The room was silent after Old Mr. Han spoke. The air was heavy with tension. Everyone knew he was not a man to joke around. If he said he would personally take action, then he really meant it.

The woman in the blue dress, Ni Shulin’s mother, hesitated before speaking.

"Old Mr. Han, do you really think it’s necessary for you to step in? That girl is just one person. We have so many resources, and we still can’t take her down. It’s embarrassing."

The man in the green suit, Liang Hua’s father, clenched his fists.

"I agree. This time, we will send the best assassins. Heaven Rank killers. They never fail."

Old Mr. Han looked at them, his face full of wrinkles but his eyes sharp like a hawk’s.

"We said that last time. And the time before that. Twenty-one attempts and all of them failed. I don’t believe in luck. There is something we are missing."

The man in the black suit adjusted his tie.

"Maybe she has a secret protector. Someone powerful."

The room fell silent again. It was a possibility they had never considered before.

After all, they always thought of Gu Jin as just the daughter of the Gu Family. To them, the Gu Family wasn’t anything.

But everything would change if Gu Jin had a protector.

If Gu Jin can escape 21 times, it means the protector either was as powerful as the 1% Group or belonged to international forces.

Old Mr. Han tapped his cane against the ground again. "Find out. I want to know everything about Gu Jin. Who she meets, where she goes, and who protects her. If there is a hidden force helping her, we will crush them first. Then, we will deal with her."

Everyone nodded in agreement. The meeting ended with a dark determination in their eyes. This time, they wouldn’t fail.

......

Meanwhile, Long Yifan stood in his private study, his fingers tapping on his desk. His subordinates had already returned with the exact location of the 1% Group’s headquarters.

"So they are in the Silver Tower," Long Yifan murmured, looking at the report. "How bold. They don’t even bother to hide."

He closed the report and leaned back in his chair, deep in thought.

He had protected Gu Jin from the shadows for a long time, but now the enemies were getting more aggressive.

If they sent Heaven Rank assassins, things could become dangerous, even for her.

He smirked. "Then I’ll just have to deal with them first."

With a flick of his hand, he picked up his phone and made a call. "Gather my people. It’s time to clean up the trash."

Within minutes, a group of elite warriors stood before him, waiting for his orders.

"The 1% Group has crossed the line too many times. Tonight, we strike first."

His men nodded without hesitation. They had been waiting for this moment.

Long Yifan’s eyes gleamed coldly. "Make sure no one walks out of that building unscathed."That night, the Silver Tower stood tall and bright, its windows glowing against the dark sky. Inside, the members of the 1% Group were still discussing their next move against Gu Jin.

They had no idea that danger was already at their doorstep.

Long Yifan stood outside the tower, dressed in all black. His elite warriors were behind him, waiting for his command.

With a simple hand gesture, Long Yifan led the charge.

Within seconds, they broke into the tower. The guards outside didn’t even get a chance to react before they were taken down silently.

Inside the tower, the leaders of the 1% Group were still arguing when the lights suddenly flickered.

A cold wind swept through the room.

"What’s going on?" Liang Hua’s father frowned, standing up from his chair.

Before anyone could answer, the doors burst open.

Long Yifan walked in, his black clothes blending with the shadows. His warriors followed, spreading out like silent ghosts.

The members of the 1% Group stood up in shock.

"Who are you?!" one of them shouted.

Long Yifan didn’t answer. He simply raised his hand, and his men attacked.

Screams filled the room as the warriors moved like shadows, taking down the enemies one by one.

The leaders of the 1% Group tried to fight back, but they were no match.

Old Mr. Han, the most powerful among them, slammed his cane against the ground.

A powerful wave of energy shot out, pushing back some of Long Yifan’s men.

Long Yifan narrowed his eyes. "Not bad," he muttered.

Old Mr. Han glared at him.

"Who are you? Do you know who you’re dealing with?!"

Long Yifan smirked.

"Oh, I know exactly who I’m dealing with. But the real question is—do you know who you’ve been messing with?"

Old Mr. Han’s eyes widened slightly.

Long Yifan took a step forward.

"Gu Jin is under my protection. And you? You made a big mistake going after her."

With that, he flicked his hand, and a black sword appeared in his hand.

A sharp pain shot through Old Mr. Han’s chest as Long Yifan’s sword slashed across him.

The old man gasped, stumbling back. The rest of the 1% Group members froze in fear.

Long Yifan turned to them, his eyes cold.

"This is your last warning. Stay away from Gu Jin, or next time, I won’t be so merciful."

One by one, the remaining members of the 1% Group dropped their weapons and surrendered. They knew they had lost.

The moment Old Mr. Han saw the sword, his entire body turned cold.