Anger

Mark read the ltter in his hand. According to it the 'shadow' had failed to assassinate Dudian. It was simply incredible. He was very clear about the combat power of the 'shadow'. Even the top senior hunters of the consortium couldn't beat the 'shadow'. The dark assassin Glenn wouldn't be able to break through the defense of 'shadow'.

'Shadow' wasn't only good at defense but excellent at assassination skills. However he failed assassinating an intermediate hunter!

His face was gloomy as he held the letter and joined another luxurious wide office. There was a magnificent oil painting at the top of the office. A white-haired old man was standing below the painting. The old man's posture was straight. He had a majestic temperament. He was George, the old patriarch of the Mel family.

"Father." Mark bowed.

George slowly turned and looked at him. He saw the letter in Mark's hand. George's brows slightly wrinkled: "How did the assassination go?"