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    “Boss, I have bad news. The people from Sacredice are on their way here.”


    The security guard rushed into the room, trembling.


    “The people from Sacredice?”


    Cade jumped out of his seat, letting go of the two women. “We haven’t hurt any one of them to incur their displeasure. Why then are they here?”


    For them toe straight to him, it must be a bad omen. Before he could think of what to do, five men in ck robes stormed in. Cade’s men rushed forward in vignce.


    Cade asked, “What are you here for?”


    The Sacredice group was dreaded. They sent terror to everyone who encountered them. Their mercenary team scared people even more.


    They had worked with Sacredice and always had first-hand information, making them the best among other mercenary groups. They were known to deliver effectively. They hadn’t recorded any failures in their operations.


    “We were contracted to rid you of your hands.” The leader of the group spoke first, striking a cold look at Cade and his men.


    Cade swallowed and said nervously, “How much were you paid? I’ll pay you double.”


    “We must not return until we achieve the mission we’ve been sent on by Deacon.” At hismand, the rest of his team in ck robes rushed toward Cade, who was surrounded by his men in defense.


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    A fierce battle between the groups was surely going to ensue.


    “Looks like I got here just in time.” A cold female voice echoed through the warehouse, cutting through the noise of the music. At the doorway stood a woman in a ck cat mask, her slim figure swathed in a tight leather jacket. With each step, the sharp click of her high heels resonated against the floor. Her distinctive cat mask caught everyone off guard.


    “The ‘Night Cat’, Nia? What brings her here?”


    “She’s a renowned assassin who disappeared ages ago. Who is she targeting this time?”


    Nia moved toward the Sacredice group, her smile razor-sharp.


    “I want one of his hands.”


    She didn’t intend to kill Cade. Losing a hand would deliver a moresting lesson. She believed he deserved to suffer for his past actions.


    The Sacredice crew exchanged nces, then nodded in agreement.


    Hearing them discuss removing his hand so openly, Cade, bewildered and frightened, asked, “I’ve done you no harm. Why are you doing this to me?”


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