"Hmm?" Wang Zhanxin hesitated slightly, his gaze fixed on the Elderly Woman of Kunshan. He then shook his head and sneered, "Indeed, I have no grievance with him. But don't you think this kid, whose talent is monstrously excessive, is somewhat an eyesore? Besides, I'm just a messenger, Elderly Woman of Kunshan, do you know how much his head is worth?"
"How much?" The Elderly Woman of Kunshan's gaze sharpens, and she coldly asks.
"Three Double-Patterned Kun Python Cloud Pills!" Wang Zhanxin greedily licked his lips and laughed coldly.
"What! Three Double-Patterned Kun Python Cloud Pills? Are you saying, Jianng Wanli wants to kill him?" The Elderly Woman's pupils suddenly constricted, "Three Double-Patterned Kun Python Cloud Pills? This offer is shockingly huge!"
"Otherwise, who else would make me, Wang Zhanxin, run this errand personally?"
