The Assassin of Jiangzhou City

A light rain pattered outside the window. Inside, a man gazed out with a troubled expression. He really hated the rain. Every time it fell, it felt as if the raindrops were striking his heart, weighing down his mood.

But Jiangzhou was in the south, and it was a city where rain was common. If not for business, he would never have come here in his life. Naturally, Jiangzhou didn't welcome him either. Then again, no city welcomed him.

Because he was an assassin, and he had come to Jiangzhou to kill someone.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.