Chapter 3177 — A Dressing-Down
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"After we killed them, we asked the Master to keep it secret. In truth, what we meant was to attribute the credit to the Master, so that the Master might enjoy a spell of peace for a while," said Ancestor Yin Sen.
"You did very well," said Lin Dongfang. "But do not interfere too much. A proper measure of danger is still good for Xiaoyi's growth."
"We understand. This time it was unavoidable. So long as the Master can cope, we will absolutely not step in!" said Ancestor Yin Sen.
On this end, Ancestor Yin Sen had only just finished his call with Lin Dongfang when the phone rang again. Only people at the antiquity level had his number; assassination commissions from other levels were all handled by others within the sect.
"Hello, this is Yin Sen." Ancestor Yin Sen picked up.
"Ancestor Yin Sen, this is Feng Tianhu of the antiquity-level Feng family. I would like to do business with your sect!" Feng Tianhu came straight to the point the moment the call connected. Since the Feng family had no ties of friendship with the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Gate, it was better to state his business plainly.
"Oh? Who do you want killed? The antiquity-level Feng family—do you even need our Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Gate to act?" Ancestor Yin Sen asked, somewhat puzzled.
"It is a personal matter—I want a man killed, and it has nothing to do with the Feng family," said Feng Tianhu. "So I ask that your sect take up the job."
"Oh? What is this man's strength?" Ancestor Yin Sen asked.
"Early Heaven Rank," Feng Tianhu answered.
"One billion," Ancestor Yin Sen quoted a price. It was, to be sure, a fair price—basically a friendship rate for the antiquity level.
"Good. I will send this man's information to your phone's mailbox!" Feng Tianhu did not mention that Wei Zhao fought above his level. To say so would only drive the assassination quote higher! In any case, Feng Tianhu had not deceived the Blood-Robed Yellow Springs Gate—this Wei Zhao really was an expert of the early Heaven Rank.
Soon enough, a message arrived in Ancestor Yin Sen's phone mailbox. But when Ancestor Yin Sen saw the information on it, his expression changed at once! In a fury, he dialed Feng Tianhu's number again!
"Ancestor Yin Sen, well? When can the mission be carried out?" Feng Tianhu assumed Ancestor Yin Sen was calling to confirm the job, so he thought nothing of it and asked directly.
"Carry out your mother's leg!" Ancestor Yin Sen raged. "Are you playing me for a fool? Just now, when I asked you what sort of man this was, you would not say—you only told me he was an expert of the early Heaven Rank. You play a fine game, don't you?"