"Maybe the president is the son of the old president."
Qin Hao yawned, feeling there was no need to think further.
Now, the origins of the assassins were clear, and his mind was no longer burdened with heavy doubts.
As for that so-called president, it seemed unrelated to him, knowing or not knowing was inconsequential.
"The Evil God Association has just resurfaced; recruiting talent everywhere must be for a rise. However, due to the past painful history, people surely won't join forces with the Evil God Association... so, this attempt by the Evil God Association should be hard to take off..."
After analyzing internally, Chen Ruohao felt a bit relieved. He smiled and praised: "Younger Brother Qin, this time you slew five Evil God Association assassins and protected the Sir's life, yet another great contribution!"
Qin Hao helplessly waved his hand: "It's a pity they're only C-level!"
Within the Alliance, there's a dossier that records the completion of members' tasks.
