After leaving the capital, both the Nine-Headed Lion and Huo Ling'er were all on guard. It was because they obtained some information that someone was going to take action against Shi Hao's group.
The majestic city walls moved into the distance, standing at the limits of the horizon. The red sun was setting in the west, and they weren't attacked.
Even though they were staying in an inn in a small city, nothing unexpected happened. The night was extremely quiet, and the expected trouble didn't come.
"Well, we received a report that someone went to the Blood God Pavilion and left behind a large sum of money to buy your head. However, the assassins didn't accept it and returned those primitive precious bones." Huo Ling'er obtained this piece of information.
Everyone sighed with regret. Even this well-known assassin palace in the wasteland region was intimidated by Shi Hao, not daring to take action against him. This left them extremely shocked.
