" I guess this Assassin world ain't meant for me-" Leo said as the old man beside him could not help but feel frustrated at the words of this youngster.
" I have honestly not seen a bigger idiot than you in all 64 years of my life.
Your talent for becoming an assassin is the highest that I've ever seen since that brat Dem Paltrow, yet you say that this world isn't meant for you.
Well, you're not wrong, your temperament doesn't suit this line of work. However, your talent? Someone will definitely give an eye and an ear to have your talent" The old man said as he could not help but feel like Leo was wasting his potential.
" Really?" Leo asked innocently as the old man nodded his head and went back to taking a drag from his pipe.
This outburst of emotion was rare from the old man, a rare slippage due to old age, something that would be unthinkable should he be in his prime.
