After learning the details of King Huozhen's situation, Dongguan felt somewhat reassured, but the urgency remained.
Of King Ganzhen's five-thousand-year term in Starfield Prison, fewer than a thousand years remained.
Although they could still conceal the information afterward, no one knew how long that could last!
"Next are your arrangements going forward, and the details of those missions," King Withered Bones continued.
"By now, you should have noticed that you cannot accept missions above Four-Star. To unlock that permission, you must actually kill an Immortal and prove that you possess Immortal Level combat strength."
"Missions below three stars mainly target suspected spies. Those targets fall into two categories."
"The first consists of seemingly ordinary people who, according to our calculations, might be spies. There are very few of these, but genuine spies do turn up among them. The second, and largest, category consists of targets who have gone too far with smuggling or other activities, yet against whom there is insufficient evidence in the open. We simply resolve those cases through assassination."
"Of course, mistaken killings happen. Those accepting the missions must judge for themselves whether they would rather forfeit the mission points they put up. Their conduct during this process is also assessed. If someone they spared ultimately turns out to have a problem, their evaluation will naturally drop."
"Senior Brother, is it really all right to tell me about this evaluation mechanism so openly?" Dongguan looked at King Withered Bones.
"You're my junior brother. Besides having a special ability, you're also a cultivation genius. I might as well tell you this information outright. Besides, plenty of the old hands in the society can figure it out themselves." King Withered Bones shook his head.
He was the Skull Society's president, but not this organization's largest shareholder. Still, even if