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The answer is quite simple, of course.

The most perfect infiltration is one where you use your ultimate skill to wipe out all the enemies.

When they heard Zhou Fengliu's answer, the group of professional future Tang Clan assassins in the classroom were all shocked.

Is this Zhou Fengliu's essence of assassination?

It's really different.

The Tang Clan's assassination principles: efficiency, accuracy, and leaving no trace.

Zhou Fengliu's assassination principles: violence, relentless pursuit, and leaving no survivors.

Faced with Zhou Fengliu's brute understanding of the secrets of assassination, many Tang Sect students expressed their doubts and raised questions.

Can such an assassination truly be called an assassination?

In response to this question, Zhou Fengliu posed a counter-question to all the new generation of Tang Clan students present.

What is assassination?

The answers to this question came in a wide variety of ways from the Tang Clan students, but despite their diverse interpretations, their responses shared a few commonalities:

To kill a target precisely without anyone knowing, leaving no trace and escaping unscathed...

Faced with the commonalities pointed out by the Tang Clan students, Zhou Fengliu specifically compared their understanding of assassination with his own.

To remain unknown to others: Because he used his invincible powers to kill everyone, those who knew his identity were already dead, so no one could discover that it was him who did it.

Precisely eliminate the target: kill everyone, and the target will naturally be eliminated as well, with perfect precision.

To escape unscathed: By killing everyone, one can naturally escape unscathed; not only can one escape unscathed, but one can also leap away...

After Zhou Fengliu's comparison of the Zhou family's practices, the Tang Clan students present were speechless, scratching their heads in disbelief...

They found it strange, but couldn't quite put their finger on why.

Perfect infiltration, perfect assassination...

After Zhou Fengliu's "reasonable" explanation, the Tang Clan students gained a new understanding of assassination.

Infiltrating and assassinating in Musou mode... that could be a new approach.

As get out of class was about to end, Zhou Fengliu gave everyone a final summary of assassination and infiltration methods.

His general idea was: if you think you're capable and want to pursue perfect infiltration and assassination, then go in like a pro and come out like a pro.

If you feel your strength isn't quite enough, then launch a sneak attack, cautiously intervene, and kill your target...

However, such infiltration and assassination are by no means perfect; no matter how seamless the attack, there will always be clues to be found...

After listening to Zhou Fengliu's summary, the Tang Clan students present exclaimed, "We've learned so much!"

...

P.S.: I'm just asking for everything. Please, all you godfathers, have pity on this little loser.

Goodnight, godfathers, sweet dreams~

Chapter 292 Zhou Fengliu's Bible! (First Update)

Zhou Fengliu had just stepped out of the teaching building after class when he heard the rumor that Zhang Chulan had been slapped to the ground by Tang Miaoxing and couldn't even stand up.

He was quite curious after hearing this news.

His curiosity was simple: he wanted to know how Zhang Chulan had shamelessly provoked Tang Miaoxing again...

Driven by this curiosity, he didn't go to the cafeteria for a meal first, but instead went to the dormitory to check on Zhang Chulan's situation.

...

Not long after, Zhou Fengliu arrived at the door of Zhang Chulan's dormitory.

Upon entering the dormitory, Zhang Chulan was lying on the bed, looking extremely weak and on the verge of collapse.

"Oh, Bi Lian... is still alive?"

Zhou Fengliu greeted Zhang Chulan warmly.

He had just finished greeting Zhang Chulan when he noticed several bright red handprints on Zhang Chulan's face, which made him raise an eyebrow.

"Is that Brother Liu? Oh my, Brother Liu, you've finally arrived..."

Zhang Chulan struggled to his feet and slowly rose to speak.

His expression was one of utter agony; people would have thought he was really about to die.

"What happened to this handprint?"

Zhou Fengliu looked at Lu Linglong and Lu Lin beside him and asked them questions.

Listening to Lu Linglong and Lu Lin's description, he finally understood that the slap mark on Zhang Chulan's face was from when he was pretending to be unconscious and was forcibly woken up by Zhang Wang.

After hearing what had happened, Zhou Fengliu couldn't help but smile, and a smile gradually spread across his face.

He always considered himself to be quite professional in terms of facial expression management.

But it seems... he really couldn't hold back.

Especially after seeing the handprints on Zhang Chulan's cheeks, which looked as red as monkey bottoms, he couldn't hold back any longer.

As the saying goes, "Trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice instead," Zhang Chulan got beaten up but had no way to complain.

Seeing Zhou Fengliu laugh out loud, Zhang Chulan sighed and then played the victim:

"Brother Liu, laugh if you want. Laugh at your colleague who's shared joys and sorrows with you..."

"Bilian, you said it yourself..."

Hearing Zhou Fengliu laugh loudly, Zhang Chulan felt a little helpless.

Is his face really that funny?

...

After Zhou Fengliu had finished laughing, he finally gave a serious evaluation of Zhang Chulan's outrageous move.

"I don't know what you were thinking, pretending to be unconscious... It's no wonder that trick won't work."

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, Zhang Chulan shook his head helplessly.

If he had a better way, wouldn't he have used it?

This is a last resort... we have to make some sacrifices.

Anyway, he has no shame. As long as he can stay and achieve his goal, he can accept being a clown for a while.

"Brother Liu, we're not like you, the old man. We're treated like family by the Tang Clan now, but in Principal Tang and the others' eyes, we're outsiders... We really have to pretend."

...

Lu Linglong, standing to the side, seemed a bit confused about Zhang Chulan's approach. Seeing this, she interjected and asked:

"Zhang Chulan, what's our next step?"

"What to do next... it's hard to say, we can either advance or retreat... we'll have to see what fate has in store..." Zhang Chulan said.

"A riddle teller, huh? Riddle tellers, get out of Tang Clan." Zhou Fengliu couldn't stand anyone being a riddle teller.

"This can hardly be called a riddle teller... it's just a summary of the current situation. Anyway... this time we might really need Brother Liu's help."

Zhang Chulan turned his gaze to Zhou Fengliu beside him and said.

"how?"

"I'd like to ask Brother Liu... to go find Tang Wenlong, or even just Principal Tang, and express my wish that I see Principal Tang alone before I leave the mountain..."

Zhang Chulan shared his thoughts.

"You are now the bridge between the Tang Clan and us. With you here, I'm afraid I can only speak to Headmaster Tang..."

Upon hearing Zhang Chulan's offer of help, Zhou Fengliu stroked his chin.

Then he took out his superior phone and first called Tang Miaoxing. When no one answered, he then called Tang Wenlong instead.

A short while later, Tang Wenlong answered the phone.

"Hey? Little Dragon, Bilian has something to tell you..."

As Zhou Fengliu spoke, he handed his phone to Zhang Chulan, who was completely dumbfounded by his actions.

no...

Is it really that hasty?

Did you contact them directly by phone?

...

Confused as he was, Zhang Chulan still picked up Zhou Fengliu's phone and told Tang Wenlong that he wanted to see Principal Tang.

Tang Wenlong didn't say much upon hearing this, saying he would contact them after he went to find Tang Miaoxing.

The phone hangs up.

Having found no amusement, Zhou Fengliu took his phone back, then looked at everyone and asked: