"Maybe I forgot to tell you about my other profession."
Zhou Yi took out a cross badge he had custom-made long ago and placed it on the table. "Besides being an assassin, I'm actually a Templar Knight."
"..." Anderson pondered for a moment. Just as Zhou Yi was surprised that Anderson actually knew about Templar Knights, Anderson suddenly looked enlightened. "The knights of that Poor Fellow-Soldiers of Christ and of the Temple of Solomon?"
"No!" Zhou Yi rubbed his forehead. "Not that one..."
"Then what is it?" Anderson was much more relaxed now.
Templar Knight—just hearing the name made it sound righteous!
And regardless of the name, as long as Zhou Yi was not here to take his life, it was not a major problem!
"Templar Knights are actually the sworn enemies of assassins..."
Zhou Yi roughly explained the origins and history between the Knights Templar Order and the Assassin Brotherhood, as well as how the Assassin Brotherhood had split into the current High Table and Assassin Brotherhood after winning the war.
"So you're a Templar Knight who concealed your identity and became an assassin at the Continental Hotel in order to take down the High Table and the Assassin Brotherhood?"
After hearing him out, Anderson summed it up and immediately became interested. "How many people do you have? If we provide assistance, what are the odds of success?"
Anderson had already more or less guessed why Zhou Yi had come to him.
Wasn't it to seek help and cooperation?
If the Templar Knights were truly a force capable of rivaling the High Table, Anderson had only one thing to say: I, Anderson, am investing in this project!
Not only would he invest himself, he would bring in other states as well. He could even jointly petition the Department of