In the living room on the first floor of the seaside villa, Kazuo held his katana in his hand.
There was an oil lamp on the table, and he gently swiped the tip of his katana through the oil lamp’s flame. He did it again and again before he used a wet cloth to wipe it. He was very serious.
The katana was like his second life!
A while later, Rock walked over with his head lowered and said, “Sir, I already have Thomas’ information and confirmed his location. We can execute the assassination plan tonight...”
In Kazuo’s opinion, when an expert like Rock went into battle, he would undoubtedly be victorious.
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