Sheng Lingtian gnashed his teeth immediately.
"Damn it, what should I do! Of course, go back to the Northeast. Damn, Tan Jincheng actually played me like this, so insidious!"
Although he cursed aloud, Sheng Lingtian truly did not dare to underestimate the power of a top-rated assassin. He obediently led his men back to the Northeast Lair that very night.
Only there would he be absolutely safe.
Although outside, it was almost impossible for those assassins to kill him, he did not want to constantly stay on high alert, ready to face unknown assassins at any moment.
One Hundred Million Dollars were worth risking their lives for those assassins.
So, it was entirely imaginable that in the following six months, countless assassins would come knocking, each attempting to attack Sheng Lingtian's fortress!
Sheng Lingtian indeed felt like crying!
