The person speaking had eyes that were bloodshot and entirely red, filled with veins of blood, "After this series of fierce battles, more than three thousand brothers have fallen."
Another person, rolling his eyes lethargically, said weakly, "My side fared even worse... over four thousand high-grade subordinates, permanently lost."
"..."
The 'Third Brother' said indifferently, "Assassins kill others and get killed by people in turn, taking silver for risking their lives, it's inevitable some will perish. Your sacrifices have their value. I've brought the antidote. I've also brought the follow-up cultivation techniques for you. For selling your lives like this, you'll be compensated."
At his words, the two men were stunned for a moment, then their faces broke into joyful smiles, and they said gratefully, "Thank you, Third Brother!"
Around them, several others also thanked him in turn.
