837 Chrysanthemum City, Chrysanthemum Chen (1/2)
The Old Madam thought for a moment and mentally calculated the opponent's strength. Although they could plant experts around their targets, there couldn't be too many experts around each target. On their side, they had over ten missions each time. If they distributed their forces, they could have at least five or six Superior Supreme experts accompanying them for each mission. This amount of strength was sufficient!
After confirming again, she smiled and nodded. ”Since it's like that, you can just pick any team and go out and play. However, you must take care of your own safety. If you fall down or bump into anything, this old grandma will not allow you to go out again!”
Jun Mo Xie immediately agreed enthusiastically, an excited gleam shining in his eyes.
Who would have thought that his campaign to reclaim the debt of blood would begin with him assuming the role of an assassin again? Wasn't this exactly the kind of life he'd always desired?
The copious amount of blood that the three Holy Lands owed him were finally going to be reclaimed by his own hands…
Three days later, Jun Mo Xie and Dongfang Wen Qing, along with 20 experts from the Heaven Destroyer and Spirit Devourer troops, and two Dongfang Family Sky Grade Assassins stepped out of the Dongfang Family doors and moved north.
There were a total of five targets in their path this time.
This time, they accepted a total of 15 missions. The Old Madam changed her strategy, directing splitting the forces into three paths. Each group was responsible for all the missions in their path.
Dongfang Wen Jian and Baili Luo Yun was in one group, while Dongfang Wen Dao and Leng Ao was paired together. Whether it was by coincidence or design, Jun Mo Xie somehow got landed into the same team as his first uncle Dongfang Wen Qing…
This caused Young Master Jun to feel incredibly depressed.
But the Old Madam had made it very clear. If you're not willing, you can just not go. Just stay behind and accompany this old woman. Anyway, I'm still worried that you'll get hurt.
But how would Jun Mo Xie dare to say he's not willing? He knew that the Old Madam would much rather he didn't go. No matter how formidable his strength had reached, he was still just a little grandson that needed her protection. This was something that would never change even if another 30, 50, or 100 years passed, even if the heavens itself withered away…
So although Jun Mo Xie was somewhat unwilling, he could only scrunch his nose and follow his uncle…
The hooves of horses stomped deeply into the mud, all the way towards the north. The first two targets along the way did not even require Jun Mo Xie or Dongfang Wen Qing to do anything. Just two Heaven Destroyer team members and the two Sky Grade Assassins from the Dongfang Family were enough to settle the mission smoothly.
The nephew and uncle duo had hidden themselves along the side observing, waiting for any hidden experts to show themselves. In the end, they only received an entire night's worth of chilly air. From the looks of it, those two targets were not protected by the three Holy Lands' experts.
At this moment, the group was moving towards their third target.
”Less than 100 li in front will be our third target. This target is also one of the hardest one to deal with among the 15 missions we've accepted this time!” Dongfang Wen Qing rode atop his horse, his expression somewhat serious.
”Oh? I'm really interested to know, just what kind of person is that, that even first uncle finds it tricky? Could it be one of those secluded experts?” Jun Mo Xie's current appearance had changed greatly. His face was bruised and filled with black circles, and one eye was bigger than the other. Even his mouth was somewhat askew and swollen. At this moment, he raised his hand and stretched a finger into his nose. Then, with a sou sound, he flicked outwards and a rabbit sprang out with blood flowing from its side.
Behind him, everyone looked at the scene speechlessly. Normally, such a scene would mean a fantastic meal. However, this rabbit was killed by Young Master Jun's booger…
Although that booger would not necessarily make it inedible, but.. there was still a psychological barrier.
”This target is not just tricky, but extremely tricky to deal with! Although he's not a so-called hermit expert, he's much harder to handle than that!”
Dongfang Wen Qing looked at his precious nephew with exasperation: ”I say… Mo Xie, can you be slightly… more civilized? No matter what, you're a young master of an aristocratic family. After leaving your house, how can you behave in such an unglamorous manner? Even if you don't care about your face, does your Jun Family not want their face? Even if your Jun Family doesn't care about their image, what about the face of your mother, grandmother, and me, your uncle? With your current image, I'm too ashamed to even tell my friends that you're my nephew. Isn't that embarrassing? If you don't have anything important, don't talk to me as much as possible. Even if you're not afraid of throwing your face away, I still value mine!”