Chapter 1305

Tucker froze in place without budging, like he was under a spell. Malt's idea was too wild, totally off the wall. After a while, he added, "That's impossible. If he's an assassin from The Misfortune's Veil, the money he makes doing that is way more than selling ginges for a lifetime. Do you think he'd be bored enough to sell ginger?" Malt stayed quiet. His job was to monitor the scene and provide intel to the assassins. Since he started this gig, he wasn't planning on leaving it. After all, the money in this line of work was something that people in other fields could never make in a lifetime. Malt's anger grew as he watched Matthew and Miles chatting away in the car through the drone's camera. He couldn't help but suggest, "I can't stand the ginger seller. How about we just take him out?" Tucker indifferently replied, "Taking out the ginger seller is much more easy than killing the assassins from The Misfortune's Veil. I wouldn't waste my time on him. Let's figure out how to deal