Seeing the porcelain bottle in Wang Hao's hand, some people deep within the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground could not help but grow curious.
Wang Hao's greed for life and fear of death were known to all under heaven.
For Chen Changsheng to make someone like him face the Four Madmen head-on, the price he had offered was certainly no trifling matter.
"Then let's have a look!"
Hearing the reply from the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Ground, Wang Hao grinned and directly crushed the porcelain bottle in his hand.
As the bottle shattered, a screen of light appeared before everyone.
Within the screen of light.
"What are you here for?"
Wang Hao, who was busy at work, asked a question.
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng looked around and said, "Nothing much. Just looking around."
"Cut it out. You, Chen Changsheng, never visit a temple without a reason."
"If you came all the way here to find me, something major must have happened. I'm very busy right now, so you'd better get to the point."
Faced with Wang Hao's urging, Chen Changsheng calmly said, "Someone wants to kill me."
"How novel. Are there few people in the world who want to kill you?"
Wang Hao teased without even turning his head.
"The person who wants to kill me is very powerful."
Hearing this, Wang Hao hesitated for a moment. Then he put down what he was holding and conjured a table, chairs, and stools.
"Looks like you want to discuss an assassination contract with me."
"Although the Nether River Forbidden Ground has not taken this kind of business for a long time, since you're the one asking, I'll give you some face at least."
"How strong is the person you want dead?"
"I'll give you twelve percent off for anyone below the fifth