Eternal King: ...Black Dragon King Morphis.
Jian Wuheng: One hundred million, I'll take care of it for you within three months—no guarantee of complete success, and if it fails, the payment can be refunded, but 25 million will be deducted for the funeral expenses.
Eternal King: Funeral expenses?
Jian Wuheng: There's a big chance I'll get killed taking on the Black Dragon King, so of course I need to deduct funeral expenses; it's like a down payment.
Wang Ziheng almost cursed out of anger. Twenty-five million for a damn assassin? This is a rip-off. When I bought the Black Dragon King account back in the day, they only asked for ten million.
Just block him, dammit. I refuse to believe I can't find someone else to help.
The second person he added was Prince Aidan.
Eternal King: Hello, Prince Aidan, can we talk?
Aidan: Who are you?
Eternal King: It doesn't matter who I am. I want to know, Prince Aidan, would you be interested in a big job, killing a Dragon King?
