"Crippled... crippled?" Da Yajin's heart had surged with excitement at the first half of the sentence, only for the latter half to chill it halfway through.
But he quickly understood. Qin He had bargained the price down again.
The Cave Dwelling was dangerous. Merely establishing a connection with the Night Patrol Division was not a particularly profitable matter, not worth such a high price.
"This is already quite good." Qin He held firm on the price.
"Could I... not be crippled?"
"Yes. Pay more."
Half an hour later, six corpses gradually turned to ashes amid the blazing flames.
Many hands made the flames roar higher. A plume of blue smoke rose straight into the sky, while the pasts of the six people unfolded one after another as Shadow Plays within Qin He's mind.
Six people: four Night Watchmen and two Fugitives of Sin.
The first to die were the Fugitives of Sin, one in the Dao Palace Realm and one in the Divine Bridge Realm. Of the four Night Watchmen, three were in the Dao Palace Realm and one in the Wheel Sea Realm.
Of the six Shadow Plays, aside from that unlucky Wheel Sea Realm fellow, the other five had all been rightly captured. Every last one deserved to die.
Truth be told, in Sin City, if you threw a brick and killed ten people, six or seven of them would be guilty. The rest would be unlucky souls who had been persecuted.
That was one of the few things about Sin City worth praising.
There was nothing much to say about the Night Watchmen. They were all ordinary.
The key was that Divine Bridge Realm Fugitive of Sin.
This man had been stuck at the peak of the Dao Palace Realm for many years. To break through