Looking at the bloodied Taotie in front of her, and the spotless Tom, Fang Xiaocao pursed her lips, feeling a pang of "some people are born under a lucky star, while others only gather dust."
Both being top assassins, why was there such a striking contrast between fine and coarse grains?
"You and your body..."
Fang Xiaocao pointed at Taotie's body, at the intestines hanging out, and hesitated.
"It's nothing, my violence comes with the clothes!"
Taotie grinned and picked up his backpack from nearby, carrying it as he walked behind a nearby tree.
Not long after, Taotie, having changed his clothes, came out from behind the tree carrying his bag.
"I've changed my clothes, so what are we doing next?"
Taotie asked nonchalantly.
Hearing this, Fang Xiaocao looked towards Tom.
Tom smiled, "We can go down now; I've already found the entrance."
Everyone was startled upon hearing Tom's words.
"You found it?"
"How so quickly?"
Fang Xiaocao asked, puzzled.