Although it was still daytime, the Drunken Heart Bar was packed with red-named players wandering the dark edge, but among them a few green-named players stood out as out of place; these were the Iron Sword Berserk Lion of the Martial Alliance and his henchmen.
"Jue Tian, I want you to kill someone—name your price." Iron Sword Berserk Lion looked at the cold-faced man drinking across from him.
The cold-faced man ignored Iron Sword Berserk Lion, merely hugging a sultry, voluptuous beauty while holding a wine bottle, chatting and laughing with her on his own, the corner of his mouth curling into a nasty smile, giving the impression of nothing but cold.
Iron Sword Berserk Lion's face sank instantly.
Meanwhile, Ximen Piaoxue slammed the table, shouting: "Hey, you heard that? Our boss is calling you again—stop pretending to be a dead man who won't speak!"
Just as Ximen Piaoxue finished speaking, a gleaming dagger flashed across his throat, then plunged into his chest, he jerked it downward, carving a deep wound—stab, pull, slash—executed flawlessly; Ximen Piaoxue didn't even have time to react with a cry before he collapsed to the ground.
"What are you doing, Jue Tian? I came to talk business—why kill my subordinate?" Seeing Ximen Piaoxue eliminated in an instant, Iron Sword Berserk Lion roared, though he dared not act, knowing that if he moved he'd share Ximen Piaoxue's fate.
"Because I like it—do you have an objection?" Jue Tian casually flicked a blade flourish, coldly glanced at Iron Sword Berserk Lion, and smiled.
"You……" Iron Sword Berserk Lion seethed with rage but dared not speak.
In reality Jue Tian is an assassin, not unknown, and in the game he's a top-tier expert; few know him, and almost everyone who does has been assassinated by him—Iron Sword Berserk Lion himself has been killed by Jue Tian several times in the martial-arts game, which is how they met.
Yet Jue Tian's temperament is odd: for things he isn't interested in, no matter how much money is offered, he won't do them; only when he's interested will he act, and so far he has never missed.
If one threatens or forces Jue Tian, the patron often ends up badly.
Iron Sword Berserk Lion once saw a patron insist that Jue Tian kill a player back to level zero; Jue Tian refused, and the patron, ill-tempered, threatened to take on Jue Tian as well—result: the patron was killed back to level zero by Jue Tian and had to delete his account and start over.
Seeing Iron Sword Berserk Lion silent, Jue Tian smiled, then sat in his chair, embraced the beauty, drank, and relaxed as if nothing had happened.
Ximen Piaoxue was taken out in the bar, yet it attracted no attention from other players, because that's just how it is here—similar incidents happen daily, and everyone is used to it.
Iron Sword Berserk Lion could only take several deep breaths to calm his anger.
"Jue Tian, don't refuse so quickly—if I tell you the person's name, you'll surely be interested," Iron Sword Berserk Lion said earnestly.
Jue Tian remained indifferent, as if Iron Sword Berserk Lion were mere air.
"That person is Ye Feng—absolutely a top-tier expert; I only want you to kill him back to level zero, or make him delete his account and start over—name your price," Iron Sword Berserk Lion said, producing a video and sending it to Jue Tian; the footage showed Iron Sword Berserk Lion himself being slain by
After watching, Jue Tian's interest sparked, and he said: "One million credit points, paid in full."