Inside a luxuriously decorated office at the Bloody Guild headquarters.
Smoke filled the air.
Mo Tianxiong furiously extinguished his cigar in the ashtray, his eyes bloodshot.
“Bang!”
He slamd his fist onto the heavy solid wood desk, making the docunts on it rattle.
“Useless! All of them are utterly useless!”
These past two days, he felt like he had aged ten years.
Not only had he lost dozens of Guild brothers.
Even his trusted proteges, the brothers Zhao Tianqi and Zhao Tianming, had died.
Most importantly, his own son, Young Master Mo, had been killed.
For the Bloody Guild, this was like losing an arm, a significant blow to its strength!
What frustrated him was that he couldn't even find a trace of the killer.
He had naturally seen the one million bounty offered by the Radiant Alliance.
The swordsman nad “Yasuo” ntioned there was, in all likelihood, the one who killed his son.
But so what?
The Radiant Alliance had sent so many people, yet they suffered heavy losses in the Old City District and returned in disarray.
With the current manpower of his Bloody Guild, rushing in would only be a futile sacrifice.
No way to get revenge!
This feeling of powerlessness, like an invisible hand, tightly gripped his throat, making him almost mad.
He, of course, did not know that Yasuo, the man he hated to the bone, had already been blasted to smithereens yesterday by a mysterious powerful individual who arrived on a Dragon.
The Zhou Family, to avoid further complications, had not made this news public.
“Knock knock.”
The office door was knocked.
“What is it?!” Mo Tianxiong's tone was filled with impatience.
From outside the door ca a respectful yet slightly excited voice from a subordinate: “Guild Leader! Jasmine has been brought back!”
A flicker of light instantly flashed in Mo Tianxiong’s sinister eyes.
“Bring her in!”
Soon, two subordinates roughly shoved Jasmine inside.
“Guild Leader, she’s here.”
Mo Tianxiong looked up, the killing intent in his eyes undisguised.
He stood up and slowly walked in front of Jasmine.
Without a word, he raised his hand and delivered a resounding slap!
“Slap!”
A crisp sound echoed in the office.
Jasmine staggered from the blow, blood instantly oozing from the corner of her mouth, and half of her face swelled visibly.
“My son valued you so much, always kept you by his side!”
“You actually dared to betray him! Betray the Guild!”
Mo Tianxiong’s voice was like ice, every word chilling.
Jasmine shook her dizzy head and looked up.
She knew she was certainly going to die today.
Since death was inevitable, what was the use of begging for rcy?
She spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and her eyes, devoid of their usual timidity, instead burned with a defiant fla.
“Valued ?”
Jasmine laughed, her laughter shrill.
“Mo Tianxiong, stop deceiving yourself!”
“You know better than anyone what kind of person your son is!”
“If it weren’t for my profession still being useful to him, and him not daring to act rashly towards , I would probably have beco his plaything long ago!”
She straightened her back, but tears uncontrollably stread down, mixing with the blood at the corner of her mouth, a shocking sight.
“I’m just a support-type professional!”
“I’m nothing more than a tool in your eyes!”
“Who truly cares about my feelings? Who cares if I live or die?!”
“I just... wanted to live, is that wrong?!”
Each question, like a sharp sword, pierced the oppressive air in the office.
Mo Tianxiong was stunned.
He was sowhat surprised.
The Jasmine he rembered, always timid and submissive, actually dared to speak to him like this today.
As if she had changed overnight.
He narrowed his eyes, re-evaluating the girl in front of him, his tone softening a bit.
“Since you want to live, I can give you a chance.”
Mo Tianxiong sat back in his chair, fingers interlocked, his eyes flickering.
“That Yasuo was able to let you return to the city alone, so he must trust you greatly.”
“As long as you can lure him out of the Old City District and hand him over to .”
“I will consider letting you live.”
His calculations were clear.
As long as he could capture Yasuo before anyone else, he would not only get the one million bounty from the Radiant Alliance but also establish a connection with the Zhou Family.
Perhaps, this truly was the Bloody Guild’s opportunity to soar!
Listening to his words, Jasmine felt a cold sneer in her heart.
This old fox still didn't know that Yasuo was already dead.
And he still /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ wanted to use her to lure out a dead man?
Ridiculous!
Even if Yasuo wasn't dead, and she actually did as he asked.
Given Mo Tianxiong’s ruthless character, she would definitely be silenced after the deed was done.
“You still want to use now?”
Jasmine's smile was full of sarcasm.
“Mo Tianxiong, dream on!”
She suddenly felt that being able to thoroughly disgust this man before she died seed like a rather satisfying thing to do.
“I'll tell you the truth!”
“Yasuo already escaped the Old City District long ago, and he’s probably living it up sowhere right now!”
“You just hold onto your hatred and slowly die of anger!”
“You'll never catch him!”
Mo Tianxiong’s facial muscles twitched violently, veins bulging on his forehead.
“You’re asking for death!”
He abruptly stood up, rushed forward, and delivered two more forceful backhanded slaps!
“Slap! Slap!”
Jasmine saw stars and almost fainted, only held upright by the two subordinates.
“You bitch!”
“You stinking bitch! I gave you respect, but you threw it away!”
Mo Tianxiong was like a madman, grabbing Jasmine’s hair, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace.
“You want to die so badly, I’ll grant your wish today!”
“Not only will I make you die! I’ll also make your paralyzed sister go down with you to keep you company!”
Just as he was about to give the order to act.
“Thump, thump, thump.”
The office door was suddenly knocked, neither too lightly nor too heavily.
Mo Tianxiong froze, then roared impatiently: “Who?!”
From outside the door ca a slightly weathered, yet unusually calm male voice.
“I heard soone was looking for , so I ca.”
The voice wasn't loud, but it was like a clap of thunder, exploding in Jasmine’s mind!
She suddenly widened her eyes, her scattered pupils abruptly constricted, and her face was filled with disbelief!
This... this is Boss’s voice?!
How is that possible?!
Isn't he... isn't he already dead under the Dragon’s Breath?!
Mo Tianxiong also looked puzzled.
This was the core area of the Bloody Guild, heavily guarded outside.
How could soone quietly reach his office door without any subordinate reporting it?
He gestured to a subordinate.
The subordinate imdiately understood, walked cautiously to the door, and suddenly pulled it open.
At the doorway stood a man.
He wore a dark long trench coat, his hood pulled low, and he also wore a mask, completely covering his face.
Only a pair of eyes were visible.
Sharp, cold, as if they could see through people’s hearts.
The mont she saw those eyes, Jasmine’s body trembled violently, uncontrollably.
It’s Boss!
It really is him!
Even though he had changed his attire and hairstyle, she would never mistake those eyes her entire life!
Mo Tianxiong frowned, staring intently at the newcor, his voice grim.
“Who are you? How did you get in?”
“Why didn’t my people report it?”
The newcor didn't answer, rely turned slightly, clearing the doorway.
His voice was calm and unruffled, devoid of any emotion.
“Are you talking about your subordinates?”
“Aren’t they all lying there?”
Mo Tianxiong looked out in the direction of his gaze.
His pupils contracted violently.
What did he see?
In the Guild corridor, those elites he was so proud of were now lying on the ground like broken sacks.
Without exception, each had a subtle bloodstain on their neck.
Killed with a single blow.
This... How is this possible?!”
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