C48 Assassination

The wolf-headed man fixed his gaze on Chen Dutian, his tongue flicking across his lips with a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.

"Don't worry, we're not here to compete with you. Just finish off this kid quickly, then we can all go have a drink. Let's not dawdle here; Miss Xiaoyue is waiting for me," said the man wearing the tiger mask, chuckling as if dispatching Chen Dutian were a trivial task