Waste!

After happily finishing his Wood Powder Porridge, Xiao Yang sent Li Zhen to Greedy Wolf's headquarters to confirm whether Xian He had been killed.

He wasn't going to carry money over there in broad daylight.

First, there were too many eyes around. Anyone could tell what he was up to if he carried a sack of money to Black Oil Forest in broad daylight.

Second, if the assassin Xiao Lang had sent failed to complete the job, and Xiao Yang showed up carrying money, Xiao Lang would definitely keep it. Xiao Lang was a wolf who swallowed people whole, so how could he pass up such a tempting prize?

Still, the assassin Xiao Lang had sent shouldn't fail. After all, Xian He was only a useless Two-star Azure Obsidian warrior.

"Yun Ling, don't worry. I won't look down on you. Even if someone's already had you, I'll still take you." In high spirits, Xiao Yang walked home with his hands behind his back, his heart burning with excitement.

Meanwhile, Li Zhen made his way to Greedy Wolf's headquarters with practiced ease.

As a major client, no one stopped him along the way. He soon reached the Righteous Gathering Hall and met Xiao Lang.

"Boss Xiao Lang, I've come to see Xian He's head," Li Zhen said, cupping his fists in a salute. His manner was extremely respectful and deferential.

He was a man who knew how to read the situation: tough when he needed to be, and accommodating when he didn't. With Xiao Yang absent, he kept his head down.

Xiao Lang was still seated on his wolf-skin throne, his chin propped on one hand. Looking impatient, he said, "Sit and wait a while. Du Feng will be back with the head you asked for any minute now. It won't take long."

Damn it, why hasn't that useless Du Feng come back yet? The client's already here to see the head!

You're a Five-star Azure Obsidian warrior. Is it really that hard to kill a useless Two-star Azure Obsidian? You couldn't even get it done in one night? You're even more useless than that bastard!

You've made me lose face. Just wait till you get back—I'll teach you a lesson!

"Sure." Li Zhen found a chair, sat down, and waited patiently.

Wasn't I supposed to see Xian He's head this morning? Where is it? Did you use it for a chamber pot?

Don't tell me your assassin still hasn't finished the job. If that's the case, Greedy Wolf's efficiency is just pathetic!

And you call yourselves an assassin organization? You spent all night trying to kill a useless Two-star Azure Obsidian and still couldn't do it. You're worse than useless!

Li Zhen grumbled inwardly, a trace of disdain gradually appearing on his face. "With service like this, they still have the nerve to ask for twenty thousand Copper Coins. I don't know how they can say it with a straight face."

Time flew by.

Before long, it was noon.

"Grrr!"

Li Zhen's stomach rumbled.

"Boss Xiao Lang!" Li Zhen stood up and couldn't help saying, "It's getting late. I won't keep you any longer. I'll go back for lunch and come by again this afternoon."

I've waited the whole damn morning. Where's the head?

Useless! What a damn waste! No, a whole bunch of wastes!

Xiao Lang gave an awkward smile. "All right, go back for now. Once the head arrives, I'll send someone to let you know."

Du Feng! What the hell are you doing?

After watching Li Zhen leave, Xiao Lang immediately sent a subordinate to sneak into Sky Fortune Tribe and check on Du Feng.

He suspected Du Feng had been captured and locked in the death cell, or killed outright.

At Xian He's house in Sky Fortune Tribe,

Du Feng sat on the edge of the kang, leaning against the wall and sleeping soundly.

"Slap!"

A sudden sting across his face jolted him awake. He drew the dagger hidden in his clothes.

"You little bastard, at last—" Du Feng stopped mid-sentence, stunned.

The person who had slapped him wasn't Xian He or Yun Ling, but Xiao Hou, Greedy Wolf's Fourth Boss, nicknamed Monkey, a Yellow Obsidian One-star warrior.

Xiao Hou was not only lean, with a sharp mouth and simian features, but also narrow-minded and vengeful. He was vicious when he struck, just like the demon monkeys in the Endless Jungle below the mountain.

Du Feng put away his dagger and clutched his aching cheek. Confused, he asked, "Fourth Boss, what are you doing here?"

"You've still got the nerve to ask? Do you know what time it is? Where's the head the boss wanted?" Xiao Hou narrowed his eyes. He hadn't used any true force just now; otherwise, one slap would have knocked the brains out of Du Feng, that Five-star Azure Obsidian wastrel.

You made the boss lose face in front of an outsider. Just wait till you get back—you'll be punished!

Come to think of it, I looked all around the house and didn't see any signs of a fight. Could it be that the target didn't come home all night?

Du Feng held his cheek, looking so wronged he was nearly in tears. "Fourth Boss, this isn't my fault. I've been hiding here all night and all morning, and Xian He never came back. I haven't seen his newlywed wife, either. I don't know where she went."

They're not even home. How am I supposed to get the head? Harvest thin air?

Damn it, if I could beat you, you dead monkey, I'd have made you regret it already.

"Maybe he got wind of it early and went into hiding," Xiao Hou guessed, stroking his fuzzy chin.

But how did Xian He know Greedy Wolf would send someone to kill him? Could there be a mole in the organization?

Did Xiao Wu hear about it from the mole and hide Xian He in advance?

Who could the mole be?

If Xiao Wu knew Greedy Wolf was coming to kill Xian He, why didn't he set up an ambush? Was he afraid of angering Boss Xiao Lang, or of exposing the mole?