When you looked up at the sky, your tears would not fall.
The bald Universal Illumination forced down his heartache, grievance, and sorrow, and said in a low voice, "Everyone, how much do I have to pay now before you'll ask someone he knows to help?"
The intelligence agents exchanged looks and smiled. "Fellow Daoist, only one million Green Beetles!"
Gasp!
The bald Universal Illumination sucked in a breath of cold air. "One million just to find an intermediary?"
"Have you gone mad? Or have I?"
The intelligence agents laughed. "Nobody's gone mad!"
"Which matters more, one million Green Beetles or your life?"
"Besides, most of that money will go to the intermediary."
"We're only making a small margin, bringing in some clients, and building some connections. That's all."
"Oh, and you'll need to prepare an apology gift. That's where the real expense lies!"
Silence!
The bald Universal Illumination had a crazy idea: take out his own money and hire a band of desperadoes to kill Wang Quan.
But... what if they failed?
What if the other man escaped?
What if the desperadoes didn't strike in time?
What if...
Far too many what-ifs rose in his mind.
He wrestled with the decision.
After an unknown stretch of time, one intelligence agent received a message and suddenly smiled. "Fellow Daoist Universal Illumination, sorry."
"If you want an intermediary now, you'll have to pay more!"
"Ah!" The bald Universal Illumination was dumbfounded. "I only spaced out for a moment!"
"And now I have to pay more?"
The intelligence agent smiled. "People from the [Strange Eye Alliance] approached us, offering two million for an intermediary to make the connection."
"So you'll have to pay two million too."
Boom!
The bald Universal Illumination's head buzzed.
He knew about the [Strange Eye Alliance]. This organization