Xiao Lang

"Boss Xiao Lang, I want to hire you to assassinate someone." Xiao Yang knew Xiao Lang didn't like beating around the bush, so he got straight to the point.

Xiao Lang had offered to help him before, but only if Xiao Yang became his lackey.

Even if he didn't get elected Young Clan Leader, he wouldn't become anyone's dog, taking orders left and right.

He was the son of an elder, and his ancestors had even been tribal leaders. Noble blood flowed through his veins. Being made a dog was worse than death.

Xiao Lang rested his chin on one hand, grinning and revealing his sharp white teeth. "Assassinate? Who do you want me to kill? Xiao Kuang, or that old geezer Xiao Wu?"

If it weren't for his lack of support from the tribesmen, preventing him from leading the Sky Fortune Tribe, he would have replaced that old geezer Xiao Wu long ago.

Now that Xiao Yang had figured things out and wanted to cooperate with him to rule the Sky Fortune Tribe, he wholeheartedly agreed.

"Not them. It's a Two-star Azure Obsidian Martial Artist named Xian He. He stole my woman, and he must die!" Xiao Yang's voice was filled with anger and venom.

The mere thought of not being the one marrying Yun Ling made Xiao Yang's liver, heart, lungs, and kidneys ache.

Xiao Kuang was the son of Leader Xiao Wu, with the cultivation of Three-star Yellow Radiance. If he took the position of Young Clan Leader, Xiao Yang had no complaints.

But who did this Xian He think he was? No power, no influence, just a Two-star Azure Obsidian trash, a dog-like figure. How dare he compete with Xiao Yang for a woman?

After hearing Xiao Yang's words, the smile vanished from Xiao Lang's face. He had assumed Xiao Yang was asking him to assassinate the One-star Obsidian Xiao Wu or the Three-star Yellow Obsidian Xiao Kuang. He never expected him to ask for the assassination of a mere Two-star Azure Obsidian trash.

Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken?

"Du Feng?" Xiao Lang called out.

"Your servant is here!"

A burly, one-eyed man rushed in from outside the Hall of Righteous Gathering and knelt on one knee before Xiao Lang.

"Go to the Sky Fortune Tribe now and bring me Xian He's head!" Xiao Lang commanded in a booming voice.

Xian He had invented the waterwheel, which increased grain production. That old geezer Xiao Wu had even held a commendation ceremony for him. Thus, he was quite well-known within the Sky Fortune Tribe, and most members of the Greedy Wolf organization recognized him.

However, Xian He was a pauper with no ransom value, so they hadn't acted against him before.

"Yes!" The burly man received the order, stood up, and quickly exited the Hall of Righteous Gathering.

Xiao Lang turned to Xiao Yang and smiled slightly. "A mere Two-star Azure Obsidian trash, why would I need to act personally? My subordinate, a Five-star Azure Obsidian, can complete the mission. Brother Xiao Yang, go home and rest. Come back tomorrow morning, and you'll surely see what you desire."

"Thank you, Boss Xiao Lang!" Xiao Yang stood up, cupped his fists, and asked, "May I ask how many Copper Coins it costs to assassinate a Two-star Azure Obsidian target?"

Xiao Lang waved his hand. "We're brothers, talking about money hurts our feelings. Let's forget it."

"No, feelings are feelings, and business is business. I can't let Boss Xiao Lang and the brothers below suffer a loss!" Xiao Yang said righteously. Xiao Lang was just being polite; if he really didn't pay, Xiao Lang would definitely turn hostile, making it difficult to ask for his help in the future.

"Then how about twenty thousand Copper Coins? Just a token gesture," Xiao Lang said with a smile.

Since Xiao Yang didn't want his favor, Xiao Lang wouldn't be polite either. He was short on money to buy pretty female slaves.

Xiao Yang's father managed the Sky Fortune Tribe's commerce and was an elder. He was both corrupt and took bribes, so his family had plenty of money. A mere twenty thousand Copper Coins was like the tip of a hair on a bull's body to him; it was nothing.

Li Zhen had prepared to be fleeced by Xiao Lang, but he hadn't expected Xiao Lang to be so ruthless. He immediately questioned, "Twenty thousand Copper Coins? You..."

Before he could continue, Xiao Yang interrupted him, "Twenty thousand Copper Coins is no problem! As soon as it's confirmed that Xian He has been killed, I'll send the money to Big Brother immediately."

His name truly had "Wolf" in it; he was a fierce biter.

Fortunately, his father ran a money bank, and he could get interest-free loans. Otherwise, he really didn't know how he would scrape together twenty thousand Copper Coins.

"Very good!" Xiao Lang stood up from his wolf-skin throne and stretched. "It's getting late. Brother Xiao Yang, you should head back quickly. If we delay any longer, it'll be dawn."

"Alright, we won't disturb you further! We'll visit Big Brother Xiao Lang again tomorrow." Xiao Yang pulled Li Zhen and walked out of the Hall of Righteous Gathering.

Under the guidance of a masked man, they left the Greedy Wolf organization's stronghold.

On the way, Li Zhen couldn't help but complain, "Boss Xiao Yang, that's twenty thousand Copper Coins! How could you agree to that?"

When they went down the mountain to hunt demonic beasts, they could earn at most five thousand Copper Coins per trip. To gather twenty thousand Copper Coins, it would take at least four trips down the mountain.

Assassinating a mere Two-star Azure Obsidian trash should cost around two thousand Copper Coins. Why twenty thousand?

Give him twenty thousand slaps!

"What else could I do? The words were already out. If I had haggled with him, weren't you afraid he'd smash you into a meat patty with his thousand-pound copper hammer?" Xiao Yang rolled his eyes. "I'll figure out the money situation. You don't need to worry."

As long as he could get rid of Xian He, let alone twenty thousand, he would give twenty thousand even if it was two hundred thousand.