C120 (2/2)

The man in black shrugged his shoulders and gave a faint smile. ”Your taste is indeed unique. Alright, after this is over, don't forget the 30 high-grade symbol papers.”

”Don't worry, as long as we can confirm that the old fogey from the City of Le has already died, we can promise you a lot of things!” Fu Zhu said indifferently.

Lai Cheng went out to exchange studies with other countries and invited four warriors of the 6th level of the Mortal Realm or above to follow him and protect him. Coincidentally, three of them had close interactions with Fu Zhu.

Fu Zhu seized the opportunity to bribe the three warriors beside Le City to come to an agreement under the terms of thirty high-grade talisman papers.

Each person's share was around one hundred thousand silvers. Normally, if a sixth or seventh level Mortal Realm martial artist wanted to earn that much money, it would be difficult to earn that much money in one or two years. Therefore, the three martial artists agreed without much hesitation.

In any case, they were alone and wandering around. If they couldn't get away, then so be it.

Moreover, the success rate in making this one was quite high, Le Cheng was only at the sixth level of the Mortal Stage, the other warrior was at the peak of the sixth level, and among the three people hired in Le Cheng, one of them was at the seventh level of the Mortal Realm, while the other two were at the peak of the sixth level.

With the three of them working together, it was basically an easy feat to take out both Lai Cheng and the other peak Mortal Realm disciple.

The black-clothed man that had arrived at Lai Cheng's room was a martial artist at the early seventh level of the Mortal Core realm.

”It's good as long as you remember. Let's wait for the good news. A severely injured and dying peak sixth level Mortal Core martial artist will not be able to escape from our grasp!”

With that, the black robed man's body moved slightly and disappeared from the room.