A Bunch of Wastes . . .
Boundless Saint's humor about the possibility of his own corruption and untimely demise masked the gravity of the situation. Cha Eun Xiao wasn't joking; he understood that such a scenario was entirely possible. Boundless Saint's request for insurance wasn't just a whimsical remark; it was a safeguard for the future.
Responding earnestly, Cha Eun Xiao assured them of his commitment to preserving their brotherhood. "Don't worry. I will!" he declared, while ensuring his words carried weight. He continued, "If that happens in the future, I will post a reward warrant to hunt him down. At the meantime, me, Ning Biluo, Zhao Pingtian, and Liu Changjun will do it ourselves too! No matter where he is, we will get him!"
With a wave of his hand, Cha Eun Xiao released spiritual mind marks onto the fourteen men, reinforcing the sincerity of his words. He explained that these marks would enable him to trace them wherever they went, serving as a symbol of his vigilance. "If any of you do any unforgivable thing," he concluded, "I guarantee that you won't get away. Remember what I, Feng Zhiling, say today!"
Boundless Saint and his thirteen comrades felt immense relief at Cha Eun Xiao's words. They understood that despite their well-laid plans, human nature was fickle. Facing the prospect of significant wealth, it was reassuring to have their leader make such a solemn promise. His words carried a power that dispelled their doubts.
While carrying the marks of Cha Eun Xiao felt strange, they understood that it was a necessary measure to maintain trust and integrity among their group. As long as they stayed on the right path, the marks wouldn't pose any threat.
Meanwhile, Wan Zhenghao finally completed the meticulous counting of the money. He reported that the numbers tallied, and the money and heads corresponded. Cha Eun Xiao, acknowledging the accuracy, decided to distribute it as planned. He authorized the transfer of ninety-two million to Ning Biluo and the rest to Boundless Saint.
Thirteen golden label assassins anxiously awaited the transfer of their wealth. When Boundless Saint opened the space ring and released the notes, an atmosphere of tension filled the room. As the notes piled up on the floor, everyone was captivated by the vast wealth laid out before them.
Boundless Saint, appearing calm, was internally awestruck by the mountain of money. The golden label assassins stared in disbelief, unable to take their eyes off the notes. Their reactions ranged from nervousness to excitement.
Even Cha Eun Xiao, Ning Biluo, and their comrades couldn't help but be shocked by the sheer amount of money on display. Only three individuals remained unaffected. Wan Zhenghao, who felt a sense of pain rather than excitement, was one of them. The other was Cha Eun Xiao. He observed the reactions of the others and wanted to say something.
Suddenly, a voice filled with disdain and mockery pierced the silence. "A bunch of wastes!" It wasn't loud, but it was crystal clear, and it left an indelible mark in the room.
Cha Eun Xiao was taken aback by the unexpected voice that had pierced the room. He swiftly turned his head, his gaze locking onto Bing-Er. She stood nearby, her eyes indifferent as they rested on the pile of notes scattered on the floor.
Bing-Er displayed no interest or reaction to the vast wealth that lay before them. Cha Eun Xiao couldn't believe his eyes. She had been one of the unaffected individuals, maintaining her calm demeanor.
"Bing-Er?" Cha Eun Xiao called her name, his confusion evident in his expression. Bing-Er was one of the few individuals who hadn't shown excitement.
Bing-Er turned to Cha Eun Xiao, her expression one of bewilderment. "Master, what is wrong?" She appeared genuinely puzzled, her demeanor far from what Cha Eun Xiao had expected.
Cha Eun Xiao nodded, a sense of disbelief still in his eyes. "What... What did you say just now?" he asked, attempting to confirm his initial impression of her cold and indifferent words.
Cha Eun Xiao couldn't shake the memory of her seemingly heartless comment. It had sounded as cold as ice.
"What did I say?" Bing-Er was genuinely perplexed. She scanned the room, unable to comprehend Cha Eun Xiao's question. "I said nothing..."
Cha Eun Xiao was left speechless by her response. His certainty wavered, and he gazed at her with a sense of disbelief. Had he misheard?
It was evident that Bing-Er was frightened and confused. She was on the verge of tears as she implored her master, "Master, I... I really didn't say anything..."
Realizing that he had pushed too hard and that Bing-Er was genuinely terrified, Cha Eun Xiao held her tenderly in his arms. "Hmm. That's fine. You didn't say it. I was wrong. My fault..."
Bing-Er nodded, finding comfort in her master's embrace, though her heart continued to race with anxiety.
In the midst of this emotional exchange, Boundless Saint regained his composure. He observed the surreal scene with a mixture of shock and disbelief.
[What in the world...]
[Feng Monarch, destined to become the world's foremost Superior Cultivator...]
[Why is he with such an... unattractive woman?]
[It's not uncommon for powerful individuals to have personal attendants, but this woman's appearance is far from conventional... and he's holding her?]
[That shrieking woman earlier... It's like something out of a nightmare...]
[Could this be some kind of illusion?]
[Actually, I suppose not. Feng Monarch certainly has unique tastes...]
Biding his time, Boundless Saint couldn't help but question the situation. He hesitated for a moment before clearing his throat and addressing Cha Eun Xiao. "Ahem... Nothing," he began, forcing a laugh. "Well, Monarch, I appreciate everything you've done for us today. It would be shameless of us not to offer something in return, although nothing we can offer would be sufficient... Hehehe... Well, if you won't refuse, I'll send two individuals to you in a few days..."