Chapter 78 This Assassin is Disgusting

Tyre nodded heavily, his eyes revealing unprecedented seriousness. "Exactly, we must not let our guard down. Raphael is right, Red ambushed us here for a reason. We need to be cautious and proceed step by step." "Hmph, just a bunch of rabble. They are not worth mentioning," Raphael scoffed, a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth. "With me, the Grand Mage, here, their little tricks are just child's play. Tyre, if you have no confidence, it's not too late to leave now. Don't become a burden later." "However, speaking of which, there are indeed a couple of characters there that need your personal attention, Grand Mage Raphael," Tyre said sharply. He had keenly noticed a man and a woman slowly walking out from the chaotic car crash scene. Their auras were clearly unusual. The man was a walking "beauty disaster zone." His messy white hair looked like it had just been fished out of a dye vat, half an eyebrow hung over his forehead, his eyes were so small they were like slits, sunke