"Continue the transaction?"
A flicker of surprise passed through the Hidden Kill Tower man's eyes.
"Yes."
A black-robed figure nodded.
"Interesting."
The man immediately smiled.
He had just received word that the Eighth Prince of the Fenxin Immortal Dynasty, who had hired him, was dead. He had originally been considering collecting some interest from the Fenxin Immortal Dynasty, but unexpectedly, the dynasty quickly sent someone to have him continue his assassination of Li Rui.
Only, the employer had changed from Zhao Ke to Ancestor Liang.
"That follows the rules."
The burly man bared his teeth in a grin.
Hidden Kill Tower had always recognized money, not people. As long as the payment was sufficient, changing employers made no difference.
Not to mention that the person behind it all had originally been Ancestor Liang.
Otherwise, how could Zhao Ke, a mere prince, afford to hire a Spirit Severing Realm Plundering Cultivator like him?
The black-robed figure said coldly, "When will you act? He is merely in the Celestial Realm. For a Spirit Severing cultivator like you, it should be easy."
Before his words had even finished falling—
The smile vanished from the burly man's face. He stared at the black-robed figure with an unfriendly expression. "When I, Jie Tian, do things, do I need you to tell me what to do?"
"Li Rui is in the Celestial Realm. So are you!"
In an instant—
The black-robed figure felt a chill run down his back.
Yet in the next moment—
The killing intent receded like a withdrawing tide, and the man before him once again looked like an ordinary country farmer.
"Relax. I have always kept my word. I would never do something like killing my employer."
The man put on his honest, simple smile again.
But the black-robed figure no longer