"We're not members of the Ross family, so stop slandering innocent people. We just happen to have a grudge against them."
"That's right. Enough nonsense. We pay, you do the job."
Jamie's sudden remark made the two cloaked men break out in cold sweat.
There was no way they would dare admit to something that terrifying.
"I honestly can't think of anyone else who'd be bored enough to kill a harmless old good guy with no value whatsoever. It has to be about inheritance rights, doesn't it?" Jamie tilted her head, studying the pair before her. "How about inviting your master to join the Shadow World Sect? Murdering your own relatives fits our style perfectly."
"Cut the nonsense. I just have a personal grudge against him."
The cloaked man sounded guilty.
Just as Jamie suspected, it was Phield's elder brother who had arranged for assassins to eliminate his own younger brother.
Privately, they couldn't help cursing.
