"Alright, give us the mission."
The middle-aged man at the counter glanced indifferently at Brother Fei, handed him the blood-red card, and said apathetically, "This is a mission that even Thousand Faces failed. Good luck."
"Hmph, just some bitch who relies on a Disguise Skill. How can they compare to me?" the large man snorted, his eyes flashing with a savage light as he stared at the blood-red card in Brother Fei's hand.
"Heh, how about I hold onto this mission card for now?"
The large man sneered, "Fine! But if you dare try any tricks, I'll rip your head off and kick it around like a ball."
After discussing for a while, the three of them left the Crimson Wine Tavern.
The middle-aged man murmured, 'Poison Young Master, Brother Fei, and Bao Xiong... all three are high-level assassins from the Black Market. The three of them together would be a headache even for Thousand Faces. Qin Ya, how will you handle this?'
