The night passed in the blink of an eye. Before dawn broke the next day, Chen Cheng and his group were already up.
In the faint light of morning, they left the castle.
When they opened the castle gates, they saw the lord Chen Cheng's group had driven out yesterday sleeping in a hastily built shack.
They could also hear the crackling of firewood burning inside to keep him warm.
As for where the materials for the shack and the firewood had come from, they had naturally come from those houses that had clearly been torn apart into ruins by human hands.
Seeing the commoners shivering beneath the ruins of their own homes, Noah wanted to draw his sword and slaughter the man.
But Chen Cheng grabbed him and said:
"Not yet."
Then Chen Cheng took out a bag of Gold Coins and said:
"Give this bag to Martin. Have him deal with that man. He'll know what to do."
Of course, Chen Cheng's group could kill the man themselves, but the trouble that followed would not only affect them—it would also drag those innocent people into it.
Only a true assassin organization like Martin's knew how to kill someone without leaving behind any trouble.
As for whether Martin would expose the fact that Chen Cheng had hired someone to kill, that could only mean that so long as he was not an idiot, he would get the job done properly.
Although Noah did not know why Chen Cheng had to go through such a roundabout way, and though Martin did not look like a good person to him either, he still did as Chen Cheng said.
After Chen Cheng's group left, Martin looked at the bag of Gold Coins before him, weighed it in his hand, then walked out