"Did the Flamboyant boys send you?"
"Ha!" The Servant chuckled as he pulled out something from his pocket. "That's right."
"Mm." Zhao nodded. "No use hiding it if you're dying, right?"
"I only get paid upon job completion, you see?"
Hougo raised his left hand, revealing his weapons!
"Needles…?" Zhao muttered as Hougo raised his weapons. "Poisoned, I assume. Since you're an assassin."
No answer was given.
'Guess he's done talking. There won't be any running away either. He's already sold his employers, so it's either my death or his… Except if he just went along with what I said, which I doubt-'
Three metallic needles were thrown at Zhao. They pierced through the air like arrows, aiming at his heart.
But the Young Master managed to dodge fairly easily.
