Han Fei's professional resume had reached a point that even he could not bear to gaze at directly. He tried his best to shove that title to the bottom of all titles, but it always popped back up, as if reminding Han Fei that true gold always shines.
Looking around, the Midnight Butcher's job transition point, the Butcher's Home, had been razed to the ground, the Beast Alley was no longer bustling as before, and all filth and sin had been washed away by the final tide of blood.
This hidden profession became a swan song when it came to Han Fei, and his professional characteristics were still specifically targeted against various other types of butchers—the more he faced enemies steeped in slaughter, the sharper Han Fei's Slaughter Saber became.
From this perspective, it was only a matter of time before Han Fei turned this profession into an intangible cultural heritage.
Actually, he really wanted to get along with his colleagues, but his colleagues simply wanted him dead.