Wilbur smiled softly after a long while. He poured himself a cup of tea.


    "Since when?"


    Gertridge lowered her gaze and said, "Before I took cover in Seke Ind. They schemed to make me a spy around you back then so that I could provide intel for them. They said they won''t hunt me down in return."


    "Did you say yes?"


    "Yes. You should know that the assassins won''t allow betrayal. Any traitor would be hunted down until they die. I had no choice but to say yes."


    "So why are you telling me this now?" Wilbur crossed his legs and looked at her.


    Sheughed wryly and replied, "To be honest, you have a greater chance of winning, so I confessed."


    Wilbur was silent for a moment.


    "Did they tell you clearly that they are going to assassinate me?"


    "No, but they kept asking about you. Very often too, mind you. I feel like they were going to make a move soon," she replied.


    The Twilight de behind her silently vanished.


    Wilbur said, "Good. You made the right choice. I hope you can keep this up."


    "Yes, sir."


    "You may leave."


    She bowed and slowly backed out of his room.


    She let out a long sigh after she was outside. She shook her head and mumbled


    to herself, "That was so scary. I''m afraid there''s no peace for me in this life."


    Sheughed wryly, and then she went back to her room with heavy footsteps. Wilbur fell into deep thought in his room.


    He did not forget about the Riverside Blossoms, and he knew they would not give up so easily.


    They were the best assassin organization in the nation, after all. Their reputation would be in shambles if they could not kill him.


    There would be no business for assassin organizations if they had a bad reputation.


    They would think of a way to kill Wilbur.


    He suddenlyughed at the thought of that.


    He had no grudges with the Riverside Blossoms. They wanted to kill him purely because of money.


    Therefore, no one would get involved in the mess.


    He had nothing to worry about since they only targeted him.


    He would always have opponents, and he was still alive while a lot of his opponents were dead.


    "I''ll be waiting."


    Wilbur smirked and started to meditate.


    Evening came.


    Faron and Elsa came to his door with more than ten lunch boxes.


    "Bro, I heard you''re back."


    They entered the room excitedly.


    Wilbur opened his eyes from his meditation. He smiled when he saw them and asked, "What is this?"


    "We haven''t gotten drunk for a while. Have you been too busy?" Faron sounded like he wasining.


    Wilbur chuckled and said, "I''ve been a little busy."


    Elsa ced the lunch boxes on the table, then she opened the wine they brought


    and said, "We don''t care. You''re drinking with us tonight."


    "Alright." Wilburughed.


    Their rtionship was a bit weird.


    Wilbur was like their mentor, but also their friend at the same time.


    Their rtionship made Wilbur feel like it was better than his followers.


    They chatted andughed. A voice could be heard outside the door just when they poured their drinks, "Am I not invited?"


    They saw Faye walk in with her professional outfit. It was clear that she had just returned from work and did not have time to change yet.


    Wilbur smiled and waved at her, saying, "Come join us. Now''s the perfect time."


    Faye sat next to Wilbur, and Elsa also poured a drink for Faye.


    They raised their sses and cheered.


    Then, Faron could not wait any longer. He said, "Bro, tell us about your trip to Aroma. What happened?"


    Every time Wilbur went on a trip, he came back with a shocking story.


    Faron was excited and inspired every time.