You Want My Life, I Want Your Fortune!

After talking with An Litong, president of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, for half an hour, Ming Jiang left the Aodu Hotel.

One hundred million Gold Soul Coins, plus rewards of rare metals and a Rank 9 Soul Tool—even to him now, that was immensely tempting!

These underground factions really were loaded!

However, once the tournament ended, it would be hard to say who those Gold Soul Coins and rare metals would belong to.

Inside a private room at the Aodu Hotel, An Litong sat on the sofa with furrowed brows. His tiger-like eyes were deep and unreadable, as though he was lost in thought.

"President, what do you think the odds are that he can win us the championship?"

A lean middle-aged man sat across from An Litong and asked in a low voice.

The middle-aged man's fingers were long and thin, with barely any flesh on them. Yet every movement he made carried an inexplicable chill.

It was killing intent!

The Aodu Chamber of Commerce was an organization that handled dirty work such as assassinations, and he was its strongest assassin as well as its vice president.

"Hard to say. I heard the Sunset Water Alliance has also picked several talented individuals, and their strength is nothing to scoff at. But comparatively speaking, this A Shuai is currently the strongest."

An Litong spoke gravely.

The final champion of the Radiant City Soul Engineer Tournament would determine how the interests of Radiant City's three major underground factions were divided. Naturally, he had done everything he could to gather information on the other two factions.

The Pingfan Alliance was manageable enough. Pressured by the Sunset Water Alliance, they had reached a temporary cooperation agreement with those harlots from the Pingfan Alliance to target the Sunset Water Alliance together.

But there