Chapter 118 The Misunderstanding Continues to Grow 2

’Fhup! Fhup!’ The light sounds made by the assassins, came from the top of the trees. To those below, it sounded like the wind gently patting the branches of the trees. Once the men arrived at the flashiest tent at the center of the camp, they instantly knew that this tent was Marder’s own. All 4 masked men in black clothing, dropped down from the trees, and closed in on the tent. From outside, they could hear the steady breathing sound coming from within the tent. Their target was...