"Young Master, there's a message from the Assassin's Guild, Zhang Xiaohao is dead!" the middle-aged butler reported respectfully.
"Really? Are you sure he's already dead?" the young man asked, skeptical.
"Just half an hour ago, someone completed the Assassin's Guild's bounty of one billion US Dollars!" the middle-aged butler said.
"Haha! This is truly exhilarating, such satisfying news!" the young man exclaimed excitedly.
The laughter subsided.
"Prepare the car for me, and get some roses ready, I'm off to Bai Xue Company!" the young man said passionately.
"Yes, Young Master." The middle-aged butler responded, then went off to prepare.
"Zhang Xiaohao, oh Zhang Xiaohao! You're finally dead! With you no longer meddling in the way, I'd like to see who else can stop me from getting that bitch Cheng Tianxue! Once I have her, heh, that will be the day I truly rise!" the young man laughed uproariously.
...
Three hours later.
