"Bounty last night: 10 mid-grade Spirit Stones for providing concrete information about the mysterious figure!"
"Executioners, reward: 100 mid-grade Spirit Stones!"
"For those who capture him alive, reward: 200 mid-grade Spirit Stones!"
"—Yuan Sect."
"..."
Chen Qiu expressionlessly sipped his spicy soup once more, then glanced at the bounty poster again, lowered his eyelids, and remained silent. The Yuan Sect, a gathering place of Evil Demons, ought to be dealt with sooner rather than later.
"Didn't we agree, once out of the city, life and death is up to fate?"
"If you dare to leave the city, you dare to die."
"Die too much and you can't keep playing, isn't that making a mockery of it?"
"He is also risking his own head, why should he be the one hunted down!"
Evil demon mentality!
Well, the spicy soup in Great Yuan City is still delicious; the city's annual tax revenue must also be considerably high.
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"..."
Inside Great Yuan City.
