The death of "Battle God" Badol Orlando quickly caused a huge uproar across the entire Semurian Continent. Since Badol and his younger brother had been operating separately at the time, the Crimson Constellation had not vanished because of Badol's death. Even so, the continent-shaking "Battle God" had been killed, even having his head cut off. That alone was shocking enough.
At the same time, the name "Black" spread like wildfire through both the aboveground and underground forces of the Semurian Continent. After all, this was someone fierce enough to kill Badol and his trusted subordinates single-handedly. For a time, the Seven Stars Church, various underground organizations, and even intelligence agencies from every nation flocked to Chinatown, hoping to recruit this assassin for themselves or absorb him directly into their organizations.
However, when these people went through every effort to investigate and find the intermediary, they were told—he had already washed his hands of the business and gone home for the holidays!
Fang Zheng neither knew nor cared how many wild alpacas were stampeding through the hearts of those agents from the aboveground and underground organizations. After killing Badol, he had obtained five million Mira. Added to his previous savings, he had finally gathered enough startup capital. He used special channels to purchase new identification documents, then promptly fled.
Fang Zheng was not an idiot. If he did not run now, was he supposed to wait for the intelligence agencies and underground factions of every country to surround him?
Not to mention, he now had a little tagalong by his side.
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng looked at the girl sleeping soundly against his shoulder.
Fie.
She was the girl Fang Zheng had found amid the battlefield ruins of a Jaeger group. At the time, she had lost everything and did