The next morning.
Zhou Yi left his room feeling refreshed, his steps firm.
Carlos had already sent Zhou Yi several lists. They were lists of people the Assassin Alliance's killers had been sent to assassinate. What Zhou Yi needed to do was investigate who had benefited after those people were killed.
Those people were also the ones most likely to have been working with Sloan.
Zhou Yi planned to take his Assessment Mission, become a full-fledged assassin, and then investigate this matter.
Once Zhou Yi completed the Assessment Mission and became an official assassin, he would be able to accept missions.
Then, based on the list of people found to have collaborated with Sloan, he would search for any bounties on them at the Continental Hotel and take them out.
That would both weaken Sloan's allies, uncover key evidence of Sloan's betrayal of "Fate," and allow him to collect mission rewards from the Continental Hotel and raise his assassin rank.
While he was at it, he could build up his reputation with Wick, demonstrate his strength, and slowly draw Wick into the Knights Templar Order to Kindle the Fire... ah, no, to maintain world order!
That was killing three birds with one stone!
After Zhou Yi left the room.
"Can you still move?"
"I can, but I don't want to."
"Me too... I want to stay like this forever..."
"Can you stop being in heat already?"
"You've got the nerve to say that? Last night, you..."
The two "femme fatales" lay sprawled on the bed, weakly bickering with each other before gradually falling sound asleep again.
There was a saying: only exhausted oxen, never worn-out fields. But clearly, this time, the situation had been reversed.
Physical fitness could not be compared so simply from person to person.
"Did you have