Chapter 1236

Late in the day, tourists were lined up waiting for the boats at Southcrest Port. The river surged, and the golden glow of the sunset shimmered across the rippling water. Cameras flashed intermittently as people took pictures while touring by boat. Matthew sat on a small boat. It was a tour boat with a wooden canopy, giving it a rustic yet vintage look. Several wind chimes hung from the eaves, tinkling in the breeze. Their soft, melodic notes blended with the gentle wind. He sat quietly, waiting for the five assassins to arrive. He was curious what they might be like. A short distance away, another tour boat pulled in. Matthew glanced over and saw a woman around 30 wearing sunglasses and a tight tank top that hugged her curves. She had on a burgundy skirt that clung to her round hips, making it look exceptionally tight. It was quite a striking sight. Matthew took one look and quickly diverted his eyes. She was definitely not one of the five assassins. Suddenly, he heard a heavy