The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 947 A Pair of Priceless Emberleaf Fans

Kelsey's statement left Robin speechless.

It seemed that there was no sanctuary left in this world.

Even this small island was plagued with such filth.

It appeared that the logic of sc*undrels was universal.

Seeing Robin's angry expression, Kelsey immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, sir. I got carried away and said things I shouldn't have. I shouldn't have shared my family's misfortune. It was very rude of me." Robin looked at Kelsey's apologetic look.

He sensed that she was a beautiful, sincere young woman with good manners.

"Are you a native? Have you ever left the island?" he asked.

Kelsey shyly nodded, "No, I've always lived here with my parents.

"Our family makes a living by selling food at the night market.

"I remember when I was very young, my father said our business was doing well, and he wanted to save up a lot of money to send me to school. But that good life was shattered five years ago. "During one of the major market inspections, my parents passed away, and our family was fined a large amount of money.

"The money we had saved was taken away, and I was left alone at home.

"Luckily, I finished high school here on the island, and just as I was looking for a job, Duskhaven Hotel was hiring. The hotel chose me.

"I found a job here and can support myself.

"Compared to many other native residents on the island, I'm lucky.

"All of this is because of the money my parents earned earlier, which allowed me to study."

Robin noticed a lingering sadness beneath Kelsey's bright expression.

He sighed, realizing that every life carries its own joys and sorrows.

"Kelsey, do you know the stall owner from Elodie's Lasagna?"

Kelsey nodded. "Yes, we live near each other. Years ago, they and my parents used to run stalls together."

Robin suddenly stopped in his tracks. "Oh, what a coincidence!"

Kelsey, noticing Robin's surprised expression, asked, "Sir, do you know Ambrose and the others?"

Robin nodded but then shook his head, "No, it's not me. It's someone I knew from the past who knows them.

"They happened to be here, so I thought I'd visit.

"Their daughter is Elodie, right? Is she still around?" he asked.

"Yes, she does," Kelsey nodded, her words trailing off.

By now, they had arrived at the Coral Street night market.

The food street was bustling, stretching nearly a yard, though somewhat disorganized.

Despite the chaos, there was a warmth and charm to it.

As they weaved through the crowd, Robin searched for Elodie's Lasagna stall.

Kelsey knew what he was looking for and pointed ahead, "Sir, the stall is at the far end of the food street. You'll need to walk to the southern part of Coral Street to see it. Three years ago, our stalls were right next to theirs." "Crash!"

Suddenly, a chaotic clatter echoed through the air. A wave of panic swept through the market, disrupting the otherwise warm and harmonious atmosphere.

The scene unfolding before them stunned the shoppers.

Stall owners frantically pushed their carts, fleeing in all directions.

Some hadn't even managed to push their carts away before a pair of fierce-looking enforcers wielding iron rods overturned them.

The Enforcement Team had mobilized in full force.

Armed and organized, they stormed the night market in a surprise raid.

Seeing this, Robin froze.

This was all too familiar.

How was it that no matter where he went, he kept running into these kinds of problems?

It was truly bizarre!

Kelsey, pulling at Robin's sleeve, whispered nervously, "Sir, this is very unfortunate. We should leave quickly.

"Some big shot might have arrived

on the island, and the Market

Regulation Department is likely preparing for a large-scale crackdown on the night market."

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Robin looked around at the scattered food and overturned stalls, shaking his head.

The Enforcement Team's motorcycle squad screeched toward them.noveldrama

Dozens of officers, wielding electric batons, chased after the fleeing stall owners.

In less than ten minutes, the night market was in ruins.

All the vendors had vanished without a trace.

Only the wrecked stalls and scattered food remained on the empty street.

Kelsey sighed, "Sir, let's go back."

Robin, still eyeing the ruined food street, looked at the distant end, trying to spot Elodie's Lasagna stall.

"I want to see Elodie's Lasagna. Oh, you only told me half the story-where is Elodie now?" he asked.

Kelsey stiffened. "Elodie, she passed away two years ago."

Robin froze. "She's gone? Was it from an illness?"

"No," Kelsey replied, gazing at the

scattered food ingredients on the "It wasn't an illness. L-it was

...

She faltered, unable to continue.

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Fear flashed in her eyes as she looked toward the enforcement officers who were still smashing and looting.

"Sir!" Kelsey's eyes were filled with tears. "I-I don't know."

Robin, seeing the terror in her eyes, pointed at the officers, "Did her death have something to do with them?"

Kelsey nodded slightly. "I only heard

my parents talk about it. Elodie's death connected to the daughter

Regulation Department."

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Robin's face darkened, his voice icy as he commanded, "Tell me everything you know!" Kelsey jumped, hesitating for a long moment before speaking in a lowered voice. "Ambrose and Dahlia met a benefactor once, someone who seems to be from Draconia. "This Draconian gave Elodie a pair of Emberleaf Fans, which are worth a fortune.

"One day, by chance, Cuthbert's daughter saw the fans, and that's when ..."

"So what happened?!" Robin barked, his voice full of fury. Kelsey, terrified, dropped to the ground.

Anton quickly stepped forward to help her up.

Kelsey, tears streaming down her face, sobbed, "Sir, did I say something wrong?"

Robin realized he had lost control and scared her.

Anton apologized, "I'm sorry, Ms. Kelsey. He wasn't frustrated with you, but with the situation regarding Elodie. "Can you take us to their house?"

Kelsey glanced at Robin, her face still tense with fear, then pointed to a nearby row of stalls.

A cart bearing the name Elodie's Lasagna lay at the farthest corner, amidst the wreckage.

Robin's face darkened as he walked toward the cart.

An inexplicable feeling of familiarity washed over him.

It was the place his father had frequented long ago.

He was surrounded by kind-hearted islanders who had a special bond with his father.

Bending down, Robin reached to pick up the cart's sign.

A harsh voice yelled from behind, "This is an Enforcement Team operation. Move aside immediately!"