C398 Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers

"Or... could my guess be wrong?" Westley was immensely frustrated.

Just as he was on the brink of giving up, he caught a glimpse of a frayed edge on his sleeve.

A blurry pattern peeked through.

Westley saw it clearly—it was a dagger thrust into a skull!

Indeed, it was the emblem of the Thorns Killer Organization!

The emblem was on the shirt sleeve