Wyatt Barnes had just exited the tavern.
He overheard the discussion between two youngsters passing by him.
"Sigh, who would have thought that Charles King couldn't hold on."
"Yep, even the Clan Chief couldn't figure out why his injury suddenly exacerbated."
"With him kicking the bucket like this, it's basically a waste that Calvin King and his posse died. We know that the Lee Family from Aurora City was behind it, but we don't know who exactly."
"Hmph! That person from the Lee Family sure has good luck."
...
Wyatt chuckled.
Lucky?
But, the actions of the Ghostly Shadow organization were indeed swift and efficient.
He couldn't help but marvel at the methods of the Ghostly Shadow organization.
From the discussion of the two scions of the King Family, it was evident that even the Clan Chief of the King Family didn't realize that Charles King had been assassinated, assuming it to be just a relapse of his old injuries.
Wyatt bought a horse, and rode it out of the city.
