648 Get the Money! (2/2)
They saw Boundless Saint was scared by just some words of a little girl. They were just speechless.
Surely, it was easy to understand that Boundless Saint was being extremely polite to Feng Monarch’s maid in Ling-Bao Hall. That was a bit too over, but it was reasonable!
However…
”I mean, brother, you are one of the top three assassins in the world. Please. How can you be so cowardly…” Zhao Pingtian couldn’t bear seeing it. ”Just for some money… Do you have to act so unbelievably humble? Look at you. Where is the Boundless Saint who stood there facing the sword attack alone?”
Even those golden label assassins couldn’t endure it. [Is there anything wrong with Saint? Even though he fears Ling-Bao Hall and Feng Monarch, does he have to be so humble to a maid? Is it too humiliating?]
Of course, Boundless Saint didn’t dare to tell them what just happened to him. He didn’t dare to say he was threatened by that death stare! He wiped the sweat on the forehead and smiled. ”I am just a bit lost, facing such an amount of money… It’s normal… Normal… Hahaha…”
And then he glanced at Bing-Er, but only to find this ugly girl was looking back at him disdainfully. It was like an innocent girl looking at a coward or a terrible clown.
[Fine. I am a coward. I am a clown. Is it good now…] Boundless Saint tried to comfort himself. [I will get the money and get the hell away. I will never see this girl again… I can’t mess with such a female monster… No wonder Master Bai recognizes Feng Monarch as his rival. Look at his maid. She explains a lot…]
While people were talking, the counting was finished and the number was correct.
In fact, the two golden label assassins didn’t really count much of it. Wan Zhenghao and Liu Changjun did most of the work…
Because… When assassins counted, they were clumsy…
”Correct!”
”It’s the right number! Not a dime less!”
Wan Zhenghao and Liu Changjun confirmed.
They got the money for their dream now. What was left was to spend it properly!
Boundless Saint took a long breath out. The thirteen assassins took a breath out with relief too.
[We have it now! All the money here!]
Boundless Saint felt that his blood was boiling up again, after being frozen by that horrible stare and the loss of blood earlier.
[Money!]
[All the… money! Ah!]
”Stop that! Take the four billion, each of you! Get it yourself first!”
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