The group of assassins and tanks waited for their employer in the secluded forest. And it was half a day later when they finally felt a spatial fluctuation around them. Their employers were here.
'Rich entitled brats, making us wait for so long…' Kenny thought again.
'They sure made us wait…' Viona, Camilla, and Mace thought while Gileus was still absentmindedly polishing his axe.
The spatial fluctuations slowly faded. Kenny and the rest didn't really want to see who these employers were, but they kept a professional stance and watched them.
A pair of legs in black trousers and glossy shoes appeared out, followed by a pair of black heels and slender, pristine legs.
The mercenaries watching raised their eyebrows in surprise, and eventually had their eyes widened in shock when their employers were properly in front of them.
