Of course it didn't work, the both of them were having failed plans of deception. Though he did figure that Salvatore's deception was less intelligent than his own, because turning away from a man who is as incredibly well armed as Solomon, it's strange what kinds of plans people come up with. "You should never turn your back on me, young man."

Solomon grasped the handle of his mace and swung it around towards the now turning Ezio, aimed towards the back of his head. A quick and painless death for the man who threatened his friend's family. Far more than the deserved, but settling this quickly was certainly a task that he'd prefer over a long winded exercise in combat with a man less than half his age.  Let alone one with such a smug attitude.

Though, unbeknownst to the assassin, he was already swinging his left hand in a longsword mid-riff chop. The mace was not a feint, but a distraction with a deadly side-effect, if that can really be considered a distraction. Just as his mace would either be deflected or entirely miss, the mace would vanish from his right hand, and his straightsword would appear in his left. Already being swung before even appearing in his hand, it would teach a swift lesson, whether or not Ezio survived. 

If he survived, it would teach him to never underestimate an old man. 

If he didn't, it would impart the same wisdom with fewer words.