The price quoted by the female assassin was simply unacceptable to Wang Yu. Someone abroad was willing to pay at least a million M Gold for his head, but here it had dropped to the price of cabbage at thirty thousand. The gap was as vast as the distance between heaven and earth.
In an instant, Wang Yu made a decision.
If this assassin really was sent by Xiang Qiang, then he would stab Xiang Qiang to death, one knife at a time. Only this would settle his hatred. This turtle was too disrespectful, offering only thirty thousand to have him killed. Wasn't this blatantly disregarding his life?
Of course, whether the assassin was sent by Xiang Qiang still needed confirmation, but at the moment, Wang Yu could confirm two other things.
First, this assassin was unprofessional, or rather, not an assassin at all; second, this assassin definitely did not belong to any organization and was operating solo. Because a professional assassin with an organization would never quote such a low price.
