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"I've seen you write that on every cell you kill. Is that your title as an assassin?" Sun Wukong read what Matthew was writing on the last of the Dark Guild's cells.
-Sincerely: The Ice Assassin.
It was the only thing written in the blood of his victims.
"After reaching the top, I earned this title on my own merit. Even though it's useless to me, at least I have to spread the legend of the once-greatest assassin in the world to every corner of the globe." Matthew replied with a smile.
"The greatest assassin in the world?" Sun Wukong laughed mockingly. "I've never heard that title, not before and not now. I don't know how you could call yourself that."
"What do you know? Where I earned it, there were also legends with your name, only you no longer existed there."
"Hm? What do you mean I no longer existed?" Sun Wukong looked at himself. "I still exist, you little brat."
"Well, you didn't do that in that world anymore."
"That world?" Wukong looked at him suspiciously.
