The rooftop wind carried a faint scent of gunpowder and blood.
Luo Ye lowered the binoculars and smacked his lips, still wanting more.
"That's it?"
His face was full of disappointment.
"I already took my pants off, and this is all you show me?"
"I thought I'd get to see some world-destroying forbidden spells clash, but halfway through the fight, the assassins clocked out."
Gon and Killua were still utterly stunned, unable to recover from the clash of titans they had just witnessed.
Leorio, meanwhile, looked completely baffled.
"What happened?"
"Why did those two monsters just stop fighting?"
"Professionals."
Luo Ye picked up another bag of chips and tore it open.
"Now those are professional assassins."
He stuffed some chips into his mouth and explained through a mouthful.
"Their goal is to kill people for money, not put their lives on the line."
"Now their employer's dead, and their fee's gone down the drain. If they keep fighting, they're just working unpaid overtime."
"Have you ever seen a top-tier employee willing to work overtime for free?"
Luo Ye patted Killua on the shoulder.
"Take notes, Killua."
"That's called professionalism."
"If you ever go freelance, don't copy those hotheaded idiots. Before you start a fight, make sure your client's bank account is still alive and kicking."
Killua's lips twitched. He had no idea how to respond.
He gazed at the brightly lit auction building, a tangle of emotions swirling inside him.
He had always thought he understood his family well.
But tonight, he realized that what he had seen might only have been the tip of the iceberg.
"Let's go."
Luo Ye stretched.
"The show's over. Time for the audience to leave."
"If we get back too late, the deluxe seafood pizza I ordered will be cold."
The four retraced their