Garrick stared at the dismembered corpse before him with a slightly raised brow.
"Hm…"
He looked toward the direction Zephyrion had left with an unreadable expression.
As it turned out, this nephew of his had quite a few secrets hidden up his sleeves. Garrick had always known Zephyrion was ruthless, but there had been absolutely no hesitation when it came to killing a helpless man.
Even more, the way he had effortlessly wiped out the entire squad… it was cleaner than the work of many assassins Garrick had encountered in his life.
A grin slowly spread across his face. His nephew had always been one of those people you could never truly read. No matter how calm he looked on the surface, there was always the feeling that something far more dangerous was moving underneath.
And honestly… that was what made him interesting.
Garrick exhaled through his nose and suppressed the excitement pounding in his chest before turning toward the opposite direction.
'He was being followed.'
