At midnight, in the old district of the city.
Zhao Cheng sneaked into a secluded alley and approached the entrance of a shabby store.
He pulled out a stack of cash from his chest, around a hundred thousand, and knocked on the store's window.
The window opened, and Zhao Cheng placed the cash inside. After a short while, a package was thrown out from within.
Zhao Cheng quickly picked up the package, tore it open, and found a pistol inside.
He fiddled with the pistol, his face a mix of excitement and malice.
"Chen Fan, even if you are a Celestial Master, you surely won't be able to stop a bullet. I'm willing to risk everything this time to send you to hell!"
He stuffed the pistol into his chest and then walked out of the alley.
Chen Fan stood on the rooftop of a bungalow, witnessing the scene unfold.
