The king of assassins in the North (1)

Elliott's answer was clearly beyond the old man's expectations.

He stood there in a daze, and his expression changed slightly while he kept asking, " are you serious? " This expression was directed at the Ranger who was lazily half-lying on the sofa.

Unfortunately, the latter didn't even look at him. He just stretched lazily until he noticed that the atmosphere wasn't quite right. He coughed and said, ""I want to train more."

For some reason, he sounded a little lacking in confidence.

It made sense. Although Elliott believed that he had many life-saving methods, and the old man before him was a senior who had retired for many days, the name of the ninth Manor had always been like thunder in the ears of the Rogues of the prime material plane.

It was the Supreme Hall of the Rogues.