Black Dog and Black Eagle’s masks had been destroyed during their last mission, so they came here to seek Shen Qiuyang’s assistance, hoping he could forge two new masks for them in the original style. Shen Qiuyang said, "Follow me." After pushing open the wooden door, Black Dog foolishly followed him in, but upon turning around, he noticed Black Eagle standing as still as a wooden stake under the tree. "Black Eagle?" Black Dog gave him a meaningful glance, wondering what Black Eagle was doing and why he wasn’t coming over. Black Eagle’s expression remained stony as he said, "I am a married man!" Black Dog felt as if he was choking on his frustration, finding it both laughable and tragic. Did it mean Wood was showing his subtlety, afraid that like himself, barging into a strange woman’s house so unreservedly would upset his precious Baobao if she found out? With no other option, Black Dog said, "You’re a married man, but I’m still an unwed and pure young lad! Hurry up, don’t dawdle and drag your feet!" However, no matter how much Black Dog tried to persuade him, Black Eagle refused to budge and even adopted an attitude of polite refusal. He suddenly moved one step and then hid behind the tree trunk. Black Dog was so frustrated! His mother had told him that capable people always had their own temperament, just like Black Eagle. Though cold and reticent, rarely speaking or laughing, he indeed had real talent. Originally, when Hei Second Mother noticed Black Cat’s good skills and wanted to take her under her wing, it was Black Eagle who thwarted the plan. Black Eagle was well aware that the black market was only the tip of the iceberg; the truly terrifying entity was the Assassin Alliance lurking behind it. He trusted Baobao’s capabilities, knowing she was strong and skilled, not someone common foes could contend with. But he feared the unexpected, the just in case. What if Baobao was indeed lured into the Assassin Alliance by Hei Second Mother? Not to mention her exceptional medical skill, which could treat his brother’s illness, just the thought of her getting hurt or in trouble... anyway, Black Eagle disrupted that plan, and as a consequence, he joined the Assassin Alliance under Hei Second Mother in Baobao’s stead. Over the days, his presence had grown more imposing, his aura increasingly bloody compared to three months ago, a world of difference. But his somberness was deep in his bones. Even now, with growing reputation within the Assassin Alliance, he remained straightforward at times. And, it seemed he was always concerned about some odd things. For example, all the targets for his missions were men, never women. In his mind, since he was betrothed, he needed to conduct himself with propriety. He hadn’t even been intimate with Baobao yet, and he didn’t want to touch other women, even if he was going to kill them; in a fight, who knows where he might accidentally touch. Therefore, he was very cautious about impropriety. Even when meeting Hei Second Mother, there had to be a third person present, maintaining a safe distance at all times. Shen Qiuyang glanced curiously at Black Eagle, thinking how odd this man was. But in a mixed place like the black market, finding someone like him, steadfast and adherent to his principles, was indeed rare. "Well, if he doesn’t want to, don’t force him. After all, it’s just a matter of forging two new masks. Do you have any specific requirements for these masks?" Black Dog quickly said, "The mask I wore before was a bit too big, and my face is small, so it wasn’t very suitable." He then looked towards Black Eagle. Black Eagle poked his icy face out from behind the tree trunk and said expressionlessly, "The same." Afterward, he retreated back behind the tree trunk.