Feng Wu had thought that the 100,000 top-grade spiritual stones on her head was expensive enough, but why did Zuo Qingluan cost a million?!
That was ten times what Feng Wu herself cost!
“Isn’t she a Spiritual Elder? Why is she so expensive?! I don’t agree!” Feng Wu shouted at the man inside.
The mysterious man probably hadn’t heard a protest like this before, and was noticeably taken aback.
But he came back to himself soon enough.
Taking the paper back, he began to write.
Soon, he listed the calculation process.
Feng Wu saw the list and almost jumped to her feet.
“Jun Linyuan’s probable fiancee: 50% increase on the fee.
“True Phoenix Blood: 50% increase on the fee.
“The final pupil of the master of Firmament Palace: 50% increase on the fee.”
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Feng Wu felt like vomiting blood.
So, Zuo Qingluan was ten times more expensive because of all those things? Damn it!
Feng Wu clenched her fists. “I can’t afford that!”
The man inside didn’t show any reaction to Feng Wu’s words.
Feng Wu asked, “I still have another chance, right?”
Another form was handed out.
Feng Wu nibbed on the end of the pen. She only had three chances, and she had wasted the first two. She had to make this one work.
Which of the Zuo family members should she kill?
Feng Wu began to run down the Zuo family tree in her head.
Forget about Old Master Zuo. Killing him would cost a fortune. Even if she could afford it, the Flying Guillotine probably wouldn’t have an assassin capable enough to kill him.
She couldn’t afford the price to kill Zuo Ming.
Zuo He was dead.
She should probably forget about the other members of that generation.
Moving down the family tree, her best choice was probably one of Zuo Qingluan’s siblings.
Feng Wu ran through her memory and recalled that Zuo Qingluan had a younger sister, Zuo Qingyu, who seemed rather annoying.
Zuo Qingluan also had two older brothers and two younger ones… Zuo Ming was very virile.
Feng Wu recalled that Zuo Qingluan’s second older brother was Zuo Qingliu, and he had been there when Zuo Qingluan destroyed her True Phoenix Blood.
Feng Wu still vividly remembered his malicious smirk.
It was never too late to take revenge. Zuo Qingliu it was, then.
Feng Wu wrote down Zuo Qingliu’s name.
There came the clacking sound of the abacus again, and shortly afterward, Feng Wu was given back the piece of paper.
Feng Wu was relieved when she saw the content!
Finally, the price wasn’t exorbitant this time.
Of course, while it wasn’t as expensive compared with the price before, it was still very high.
Zuo Qingliu was a mere Spiritual Grandmaster. He didn’t hold any important position, nor was he the favorite child of the family. Moreover, he visited brothels all the time, which made him a very easy target.
Hence, he had the same price as Feng Wu: 100,000 top-grade spiritual stones.
Feng Wu snorted inwardly, wondering if the contract on her had “easy target” written on it as well.
After handing the form back, Feng Wu asked, “Can I pay with spiritual medicine?”
“Yes.”
Hence, Feng Wu started to take medicinal pills out.
Feng Wu didn’t have much money, but she had medicinal pills, for she was an extraordinary medicine refiner.
Her master had set a rule forbidding her from selling her pills for money. To this day, Feng Wu still couldn’t understand why.
But she wasn’t selling them now, but using them as currency. That wasn’t against the rule, right?
“Shall I pay a deposit now?”
“The full amount.” The person inside sounded baffled. He then added in a quiet voice, “There will be three attempts. You’ll be paid back in full if the target isn’t killed after that.”
