Chapter 894: Wind
In the Greenstone assassins' underground hideout, firewood crackled in four or five braziers.
A dozen sparks leaped from a brazier, only to be swallowed by the flames a moment later.
The growing flames not only lit up the underground hideout, but also made the reverence in the eyes of the dozen or so assassins all the clearer.
For an organization founded less than five years ago, Greenstone's rise to the top of Navia City's underworld gangs was nothing short of a miracle.
And the man who had created that miracle stood before them: their leader.
Although rumors outside had always claimed that Greenstone had become Navia City's leading gang only because Oak Hand had "graciously stepped aside."
Only they knew that, without Greenstone winning several consecutive clashes, Oak Hand would never have been so "gracious."
Only children and fools believed gangs would "graciously step aside."
And the man before them had been the key to those victories.
Whenever they remembered their leader's unmatched heroism as he charged into battle, every member of Greenstone felt even more wholehearted devotion.
Leipu swept his gaze over the subordinates he had painstakingly trained.
Seeing the reverence and submission in every pair of eyes, he nodded.
He enjoyed being looked at that way.
He had been the same at the Thorn Temple.
Unlike at the Thorn Temple, however, he did not need to pretend here. He could savor their worship to his heart's content.
That was why he preferred this identity.
As for his identity at the temple?
To Leipu, abandoning it was no great loss.
He had obtained it with those people's help anyway. They had too much leverage over him for it to be secure.
But he absolutely could not abandon his identity as Greenstone's leader.
At that thought, Leipu