Master Qing, Stop While You Can-Outside Are All Experts

"Master Qing, I can't make that decision!"

The intelligence chief was drenched in sweat.

That was twenty thousand taels of gold, after all.

Only someone like Chu Qing, who enjoyed wiping out entire families and looting their wealth, would look down on twenty thousand taels of gold.

He did not even care about it.

However:

To ordinary people, even to average martial artists, twenty thousand taels of gold was truly, truly an enormous sum.

Many people could not earn that much money in their entire lives.

Chu Qing frowned and said displeasedly, "Ten minutes. After ten minutes, I want to either see someone who can make the decision."

"Or I'll twist your head off and use it as a ball to kick around!"

At that moment, the intelligence chief wanted to cry.

"Master Qing, is it worth it for twenty thousand taels of gold?"

"You could get that much just by casually wiping out a family."

"Why make things difficult for a little person like me?"

Chu Qing smiled. "Well, I'm preparing to wipe out your whole family right now!"

"If your household doesn't have enough, I'll wipe out your Human World Organization."

"I think if I turn this place upside down, I should still be able to scrape together twenty thousand taels of gold."

Drip!

Drip!

The intelligence chief sweated like rain.

He knew Chu Qing always meant what he said.

Then, he seized brush, ink, paper, and inkstone and swiftly wrote a message.

He released a white pigeon!

Flap!

The white pigeon rose into the air and shot toward the heavens.

However, it had barely flown any distance when a cold gleam soared up.

The pigeon spun through the air and crashed to the ground.

A young man from an aristocratic family, dressed in brocade clothes and splendid