The quiet banquet hall became even quieter with Fu Qian's shout.
Seconds later, it was a crossbow and several shiny handguns that responded to him.
As expected, it wasn't going to be easy!
With these weapons pointed at him, Fu Qian shook his head inwardly.
"I must say, your disguise skills are quite impressive,"
It was still Collins, the one with the crossbow, who spoke first.
"But unfortunately, you've made an unbelievable mistake."
This cold smile, he pointed at someone next to Grace.
"The person you're impersonating is right here."
"Although Nate is not in the mood to talk much and we certainly wouldn't overlook his presence, for an assassin, being as foolish as you is rare!"
"This time, you won't have another chance to escape. Who exactly are you?"
I knew it!
Fu Qian found Collins's words totally unsurprising.
He never underestimated the power of imagination.
