The moment Feng Wu stepped into this dark world, for some unknown reason, she was secretly excited.
Guided by the young man, Feng Wu arrived at a small dark hut.
It was narrow and unlit except for a single dim lamp on the bar counter in front of her.
The bar counter was quite high and almost reached Feng Wu’s chest. It looked a lot like a pawn shop.
Behind the counter sat a person, whose face was hidden in the dark. Feng Wu couldn’t see it clearly, but she could tell that the person was elderly.
“Young lady, please fill in this form.”
Feng Wu took the form and read it.
She was supposed to fill in things like the person she wanted to kill, their capability, background, and so on and so forth.
Who should she kill, then?
In fact, Feng Wu had been thinking about that question on her way here. If it were up to her, she would have Zuo Ming killed.
With their clan head gone, the Zuo family would be much less of a problem.
Therefore, Feng Wu filled in the form with Zuo Ming’s information.
Once the form was filled, Feng Wu put the pen back on the pen rack. She then blew the ink dry and handed the form back.
Zuo Ming’s name was big and clear.
The old man in the dark took the form with scrawny fingers, and soon, there were some clacking sounds.
Resting her hands on the counter, Feng Wu stood on tiptoe and looked into the shadows.
That was strange.
There was a light, so no matter how dark the shadows were, she should be able to see his features a little.
But this man didn’t seem to have any facial features at all.
The eerie, grim, and dark atmosphere and cold wind gave one the creeps.
But Feng Wu was a bold girl. Instead of being scared, she secretly reveled in it.
Before long, the sound of the clacking abacus stopped.
Soon, the filled form was handed back to Feng Wu.
At the bottom of the page was the price of this contract.
Seeing the number…
Feng Wu’s pupils contracted and she felt like crying out!
That was so expensive!
The Flying Guillotine was as efficient as they were said to be. That was quick!
Feng Wu stared at the mysterious man inside in astonishment. “That’s a lot of money!”
Feng Wu had thought the 100,000 top-grade spiritual stones on her was already a high enough price, but the price on Zuo Ming was…
“You still have two more chances.”
The old man spoke in a cold voice.
Feng Wu’s expression clearly said that she couldn’t afford it.
Feng Wu scratched her head. Well… she wouldn’t be able to pay for it even if she dug up all the spiritual stones under Grand Secretary Fang’s house.
So, Zuo Ming could wait. She would do it herself some day.
Since she had two more chances…
An idea struck Feng Wu. How about Zuo Qingluan?
Feng Wu wrote quickly.
Before long, she filled in Zuo Qingluan’s information and handed the form in.
The mysterious man glanced at the form and started calculating on the abacus again.
The clacking sound got louder.
It seemed to go on forever.
Feng Wu was a little more hopeful, thinking that since Zuo Qingluan was still a Spiritual Grandmaster, she wouldn’t be too expensive to kill.
The man spent a little less time with this form. About five minutes later, the piece of paper was handed back.
Feng Wu felt like crying out when she saw the number this time.
“That’s so expensive!”
But why?
Feng Wu couldn’t accept it.
