[I have wounded Jiang Qingcang, according to our agreement, I have the right to request an advance payment of 30% of the reward!]
In the shadows, a man entirely shrouded within a cloak typed out a line of text.
However, the individual on the other side of the dialog box didn't immediately provide a response.
The man quietly waited.
Just when he was about to close the page, his private account received a reward of three million.
The man was silent for a moment.
He typed: [Thanks.]
He turned his head and looked around warily.
He typed again: [Jiang Qingcang is tougher to deal with than I expected, and there are masters by his side. Give me some more time, I want to try again.]
This time, a line of text finally appeared in front of him.
[Tomorrow morning at nine, in Room 317 on the third floor of Shengyang Hospital, you will find what you need...]
Afterward, the other party showed as offline.
