Collapse of the Assassin Legion

"Assassin legion?"

As he asked, Fike could clearly detect the intense killing intent surrounding him.

"Xiao Zhao, it seems that what you said is true!"

With his keen ability to lock down enemies and perceive auras, Fike was able to confirm their presence.

There was a strange army emitting a potent killing intent that had already spread around the street, from the corners all the way to the roofs of the houses.

"Blonde-haired little brother, you are Tyron? I have heard about you from my subordinates. I heard that you have extraordinary guts. Do you want to join our Donta tribe? I could immediately promote you to lead an army of 500. How about it?"

Sano offered with a smile.

After hearing this, Tyron only shook his head.

"Thank you for your good intentions, Lord Sano. However, I have no intention to fight, nor do I desire to become a general, expanding my territory. I only want to stay in this Gufa Town and become a boxer."