Under the moonlit night, a ball of fire flickered softly on the ground, and hidden beyond that fire were countless hungry wolves.
The Grey Wolf King stared coldly at Lu Chuan, a few traces of wariness still in his eyes as he calculated in his heart.
He was unclear on this person's origins and background, including what level his martial cultivation had reached, but judging from the intelligence their Quicksand had gathered, there seemed never to have been such a figure under heaven.
Lu Chuan sat calmly beside the fire, musing as he said, "It's not impossible..."
The Grey Wolf King secretly let out a breath.
Lu Chuan said, "Don't be happy too soon. I've been busy for so long, and this is something I obtained while risking my life. There ought to be at least a little hardship fee, right?"
The Grey Wolf King frowned. "You want... money?"
"Nonsense. Of course it's money. Don't tell me you've never heard that men die for wealth as birds die for food, that wealth can reach the gods and command ghosts..."
Lu Chuan said flatly, "In any case, this merchandise of mine is meant to be sold. It only depends on whether you can afford the price. If you can, what harm is there in selling it to you?
"Under heaven, matters that can be solved with money are the simplest matters. Do you agree with that principle?"
"Indeed!"
The Grey Wolf King narrowed his eyes and said, "But it has always been others who paid us. You're the first person who dares reach out to us assassins and ask for money."
Lu Chuan smiled faintly. "You flatter me. Wanting it and being able to take it are two different things."
The Grey Wolf King said, "How much do you want?"
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