Qiao Yi had sent a few dozen people to Deer Town recently.
However, he lost contact with all the people who went there as if they had vanished into thin air.
"Uncle Qiao, it seems like the Lu family is well prepare. Only two of the assassins we sent returned, and they said they saw a white tiger in Deer Town."
Feng Jin was deep in thought.
"White tiger?"
Qiao Yi was doubtful. Could the assassins he sent all been killed by the white tiger?
"Uncle Qiao, I think we should ask the European King for help," said Feng Jin.
Qiao Yi shook his head.
It would be inappropriate if they could not even handle something this trivial and had to rely on the European King's power.
"Send a few more batches of assassins over to Deer Town."
Cold sparks lingered in Qiao Yi's eyes.
If they failed again, he would go there himself personally.
No matter what, he would kill Lu Tingxiao and the bunch!
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