"How can you guarantee we'll escape the Ninth Prince?" Fat Pig asked, suspicion in his eyes.
A pass token was tossed in front of Fat Pig, and the woman's voice rang out in the cold night: "You don't have any other way out, do you?"
Fat Pig picked up the token, tucked it into his shirt, and watched as the woman and the masked figures behind her stepped into the midnight mist.
Chapter 52