Darius raised an eyebrow. He could sense the black-robed person truly meant his words, and he exhaled. He sat down and crossed his legs at the knee. "I've met many black-robed people in the past." Darius kept his eyes on the young man; perhaps he knew something about this. Though it seemed like the matter with the black-robed people who'd been sent to assassinate him had come to a close, Darius couldn't help feeling that was only the tip of the iceberg.

There was still much danger waiting for