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Chapter 181

Mo Aman didn\'t know why, but she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

She inexplicably thought back to her past, the only victor out of 5,000 people fighting.

But the organization had never made good use of her.

Her direct superior told her that no matter whether it was her disguise skills or mission completion abilities, they were undisputedly the best in the organization. But no matter how sharp a blade is, as long as the owner feels unable to control it, they would absolutely not feel at ease using it, nor would they expose their important body parts in front of the blade.

From then on, Mo Aman realized that no matter how outstanding she completed missions, it would only make the organization more and more vigilant. This wariness and suspicion would one day completely swallow her up.

So, Mo Aman changed her way of completing missions. Although she would still complete them, she would be sure to leave enough traces to become talking points.

In the end, she finally waited for the person she wanted, and as she wished, she was sent to Flightless Bird.

Here, she had originally only wanted to live as she pleased, just like before - occasionally taking on tasks to earn a bit of money. She didn\'t need too much money, just enough to get by. And if there was spare money, keeping a few men wasn\'t out of the question either.

After all, that was just the kind of place Flightless Bird was - the strong ruled.

But after interacting with Shen Yue for just short of two days, she suddenly understood what she truly wanted to pursue.

She was a blade, possessing the sharpest edge. But without someone to wield her, the blade would be unable to know what it should do.

Perhaps the true mission of a blade wasn\'t to witness enough fresh blood, or to clear obstacles in its path, nor was it to ensure the blade itself remained undamaged. Rather, it was to find a suitable master.

To find someone who was not afraid of sharp edges, who could freely wield the blade in their hands. Then surrender herself to him - even if the blade eventually shattered, she would surely not regret it.

This was simply the destiny of a blade.

The sunlight filtering down from the prison roof was sparse and scattered on the ground below, stretching endlessly into the unseen distance. Surrounding her were screams, curses, the sound of flesh being pierced - all sounds that Mo Aman knew all too well.

Artificial light could also give off warmth, reflecting equally on the bloodstains on the ground.

Mo Aman lingered amidst the smell of blood, the wind messing up her hair.

"Mo Aman, what are you standing here for?"

A familiar voice pulled Mo Aman\'s thoughts back. She turned around, and discovered that the person she had been searching for in vain just now was standing not far from her, gazing calmly at herself - the same as when they had first met.

She suddenly froze, recalling what her mentor had once told her.

"Do you know why a killer can only ever be a killer their whole life? Killers have no self - the one given to you by the organization has been your self since you became aware.

Those who leave this place are fully capable, but not a single one of them can properly control themselves.

We\'re just blades. Without someone to wield us we\'ll just slowly decay in the shadows, like me."

Wielder... because she lacked a wielder, she was uncontrollable. She was regarded warily by the organization. She would definitely be discarded in the end. She would decay.

But in that moment, Mo Aman suddenly realized an issue.

The reason those people were unable to control themselves was because they were incompetent.

Now, the person who could firmly keep her under control without fear of anything she might do - wasn\'t he right before her eyes?

Shen Yue... my wielder.

Shen Yue saw that Mo Aman had not only failed to respond, but was looking at him with a cryptic expression. He directly turned his head and introduced Danni La to her. "This is Mo Aman, an assassin."

Danni La followed behind Shen Yue. Although she was slightly taller than him, she was currently clutching his hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

Behind her were also several others who looked similar to her - their eyes revealed hints of fear despite their composure.

Mo Aman suddenly felt something was off. She looked at the people behind Shen Yue and wondered why he would allow such obvious weaklings to follow behind him.

As an attentive underling, Mo Aman chose... to pretend she hadn\'t seen anything.

She could never guess the boss\'s thoughts anyway. Even if she did guess, she would probably be wrong, so there was no point in wasting brain power.

"Boss, what should I do with these people? Do you need me to do anything?" Mo Aman smiled as she looked at Danni La, faintly anticipating something.

Seeing that Mo Aman had returned to normal, Shen Yue directly began arranging, "Introduce the new companions to everyone in the team. This is Danni La, and her relatives."

Relatives?

Hearing this word, Mo Aman vaguely felt something was off, but couldn\'t say exactly what. "Boss, so what are their special rights?"

Shen Yue had already started walking toward the area where the prey was kept. Hearing this, he didn\'t turn back, only responded in a volume that just their group could hear.

"They don\'t have any special rights. They merely used their lives to prove that they would never betray. I trust them now - this is the value I\'ve given them."

Mo Aman was startled, understanding Shen Yue\'s meaning.

"Understood, boss! I guarantee the task will be completed!"