They keenly felt that this person’s breathing was very subtle. If they did not focus and sensed it carefully, they would have remained unaware of it. Even though he was drinking tea, every movement was extremely quiet, producing not even the slightest of sounds.
It was like watching a pantomime.
The four of them were all top assassins. They knew just how difficult it was to achieve this level of quietness. Even if they practiced for another two decades, they could not accomplish this at all. It could only be said that the ability of the person in front of them was much higher than that of them.
An assassin said, “It looks like you are quite capable. Thomas ordered you to deal with us? Don’t waste your time. The members of Corps D'elite will never fail. I am also a person who appreciates talents. I can’t bear to kill you, so you should leave. We’ll only kill Thomas.”
They were quite “kind”. The problem was that were they as capable as him?
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