"Oh, esteemed Mr. Tomb Guardian, any information is precious, and good information deserves a good reward, wouldn't you agree?"
Bakar slyly rubbed his fingers together, making his implication all too clear.
Sun Yan was immediately speechless, you're a corpse collector and you're trying to raise the price on me, don't you have any professional ethics?
"What do you want?"
But the secret of Bloody Sunday was too important for Sun Yan, so he had to ask.
"One piece of information is equal to one corpse. If you agree, Mr. Tomb Guardian, we can deduct the corresponding corpse from your graveyard after the transaction is completed. It's fair, don't you think?"
Bakar smiled cunningly, fully exposing his nature as a shrewd merchant.
For Sun Yan, information was priceless. He was more eager than anyone to learn the truth about White Sunday and Bloody Sunday.
Even if he had to suffer a bit under Bakar, it was worth it.
