San Liu agreed, which was not beyond Mu Jinyu's expectation.
Then, Mu Jinyu turned his head to look at the quite uncompromising Nameless.
When Nameless saw Mu Jinyu looking at her, she hesitated a few times before finally blinking three times.
Although it felt quite awkward for both parties, the idea of having one's former target treat oneself was odd, but given the choice to live, who would want to die?
Nameless, having struggled to break free from the control of the Lord of the Killing Realm, certainly did not want to die!
And a mere one hundred million yuan, for a top assassin like her, was nothing at all.
"Good."
Mu Jinyu, seeing them both blink, reached into his pocket for his needle pack, only to find that of his thirty-six Silver Needles, only one was left after the battle that had just occurred.
"They're used up this quickly? Ah, I need to get more for backup next time."
