Chapter 67

The group of criminals who had ran away went inside a shabby inn. They were running like a madman without stopping for the fear that the guards would catch up with them.

It was also the place that the group agreed to meet with the lider of the spies in that night. The assassin looked around and only the old woman who was busy playing with the abacus was present inside the inn.

"Hey, old woman!" the assassin yelled. "Give us something to drink!"

The old woman paused and brought out a tray of cold drinks from the bottom of the counter. "Here. Twenty cents."

The assassin brought out twenty cents and distributed the cold drinks on to his companions. He then motioned the one who was near to the door to check outside.

After a few minutes, the man came back and shook his head. The assassin grinned. Those slow royal guards could not catch up with them? Hah. What lame guards!

They planned to spend the night inside the shabby inn. The group just sprawled on the floor, wearied by the things th