Hundred Thousand Feet of Red Dust

With the help of the System, Borg journeyed across the world, rising to its pinnacle in no time at all. Countless glorious titles adorned him, and he was dubbed Asura, the King of Assassins! 
He was now the mastermind of the largest mercenary group, a Wall Street tycoon whose net worth amounted to hundreds of billions, and was a top talent in the medical field. 
On the snowy afternoon of his fifteenth birthday, he picked up a young girl whose body was turning purple in the cold, and shortly after that left all glory for a peaceful life with his daughter. 
Ten years later, Borg was twenty-five. In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a shut-in who could not goof off any harder, while his daughter unexpectedly assumed the path of a cold, beautiful assassin.
However, unbeknownst to his daughter, every other assassin in the world would receive a mission when she did — to protect her. If they did not obey Borg's orders what awaited them would be a disaster of nightmarish proportions. 

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My Daughter is an Assassin

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Seeing that Judith had joined them, Borg decided not to interfere anymore.

This was already a war zone. If they wanted to get to the embassy, they would have to take a detour, which would take them at least two hours.

Judith had intended to complete the competition and assassinate a rebel general, but when she saw her father, she gave up the idea.

Compared to this competition, her father's life was more important.

On the way, because there was no danger for the time being, Judith's heart slowly relaxed. She couldn't help but ask Borg some questions.

"Hello, sir. May I ask, did you come here alone?"

Borg was surprised to hear his daughter's question, but he quickly reacted.

Judith still thought that he didn't recognize her, so it was time to put on a performance.

Chapter 38: Slap Your Own Daughter in the Face!