Outside the door…

Quincy propped James up and looked at him with concern. “James, you already know that he’s dangerous, so why do you still insist on getting him to collaborate with you?”

James halted his steps for a while and said, “He’s Dark Castle’s founder, one of the deadliest assassin’s guilds in the world. He has huge sway in the underworld, and it’ll be easier for me to get things done with his help.

Quincy asked worriedly, “What if he just pretends to agree and disappears after getting the antidote from you?”

James thought for a moment and said, “That probably won’t happen.”

Although Blake was a ruthless and vicious man that had no qualms about killing, he was still a martial artist.

James was familiar with a martial artist’s core tenants.

They always stayed true to their word.

This was only applicable to those who had dedicated years to training, though.

Most that have yet to reach a certain level in martial arts would often go back on their word.

Blake was someon