The subordinate of the senior disciple paced back and forth in his office, a look of worry etched on his face. He had just received the news that the assassination attempt on Orion had failed. The target was stronger than they had anticipated, and the assassins were unable to get close enough to deliver the killing blow.
He knew what this meant - the Blood Clan would be demanding more money to complete the mission. Ten times the original amount, to be exact. It was an exorbitant sum, and he knew that they would struggle to come up with the funds.
He picked up his phone and dialled the number of his boss, the senior disciple. "Boss, the assassins from the Blood Clan have failed to kill Orion," he said, his voice low and tense.
There was a long pause on the other end of the line before the senior disciple spoke. "What do you mean they failed?" he asked, his voice rising in anger.
