"Yes, yes, I understand,"
Xu Chengyun, trembling, leaned over the desk and began to write.
After a long time, the sheet of paper was already covered with characters, filled with a whole sheet of text.
Feng Yin squinted his eyes, waiting patiently.
The Xu Chengyun before him was no ordinary character but the number one target on the Xianyang Purple Crystal mission roster, a ruthless figure who, in the bustling capital city over recent decades, had destroyed seventeen small family clans, eradicating over four hundred ordinary households, with the number of people who died directly or indirectly by his hand surpassing three thousand!
In addition, more than seven hundred good family girls were played with by him, then either sold into brothels or directly abused to death.
Upon reading his bounty information, Feng Yin shook with rage, filled with righteous indignation.
