If you saved her younger sister, you were her benefactor. She could kill for you—kill everyone you did not want to see. If you did not save her younger sister, you were her enemy. She could kill for you—kill everyone you wanted to see.
You could not reason with lunatics. Really. But lunatics were also quick to repay kindness. She was worth saving.
The talent was right. You could not reason with lunatics.
Especially someone who could kill even her beloved younger sister without hesitation...
Even if she had not a penny on her right now, trading a Resurrection Spell for an assassin was not much of a loss...
Of course, the most important thing was that there was a commission, and it was a four-star commission!
Good heavens, Chen Luo—how could he let this slip by?
Ding! Mission complete.
Watching her younger sister completely lose all signs of life in Chen Luo's hands, then come back to life in the other party's hands, the woman silently picked up her younger sister, her figure gradually fading away.
"Hey, you still haven't paid!" Bai Zhi reached out, trying to stop her.
The puppet's hand gripped Bai Zhi's shoulder, then shouted at the woman who was about to vanish.
"Remember to come pay the bill in the real world."
Seeing that she had already disappeared and unsure whether she had heard Chen Luo, Bai Zhi angrily shouted at the others waiting in line:
"Pay first, then get treated!"
"..."
It was not like we got treated and refused to pay. Why were you yelling at us?
Though they felt wronged, they still needed treatment.
Some people in the arena stands were even so badly injured that they planned to sever their own meridians and experience what resurrection felt like, only to be