"Ten days. He paid me only forty thousand dollars. After the job's done, he'll pay the remaining ten thousand. As for the location..."
Durant furrowed his brow and thought carefully for a moment. "The last time I saw him, he was in Bolan Village, twenty kilometers from here. He's probably not there anymore. He only contacts me by phone, then transfers the money online."
For Durant, landing this job would let him pay off one-twentieth of his student loans. If he took on another dozen or so jobs, he could not only pay off the loans but maybe even make a little extra.
"His contact information, and yours too!"
Li Bai handed him a small notebook with a pen tucked inside.
For Durant, who had already witnessed magical fireballs and hypnosis, this trick of making things appear out of nowhere was nothing surprising.
"Yes, yes!"
Durant, who was the type to go all in once he'd started groveling, quickly wrote down both numbers and a few notes about what was required. Then he returned the notebook with an anxious, deferential look.
This time, he'd really picked a fight with the wrong person.
Who could have imagined that a powerful Eastern wizard was hiding in the Chinese peacekeeping force's camp?
Durant had no doubts about it.
As for the Chinese people suppressing some great demon king or whatever, he couldn't care less.
He wasn't African. Once he'd made enough money, he'd go back to the United States and continue his studies. Who cared whether this place was in turmoil or suffering? Better someone else die than him. Who cares?
"All right. Take your people and get lost!"
Li Bai waved him away, telling him and those dark-skinned men to get as far away as possible and stop being an eyesore.
"Sure,