Xue Shan pursed his lips.
Su Mu looked from Xue Shan to Wu Yiqi. 'What a strange new thing to learn,' he thought.
"He won't pay, but I will."
Su Mu suddenly spoke up. "Name your price."
"Ha! A man who gets straight to the point!"
Xue Shan gave him a thumbs-up and chuckled. "One life, ten thousand taels of silver. A bargain, don't you think?"
"A bargain."
Su Mu nodded.
The Golden Wind Tower charged one hundred thousand taels to assassinate someone at the Blood Transformation Realm.
Xue Shan was only asking for ten thousand, which was practically a steal.
Then again, there were quite a few people in that trap. If he could rescue them all, it would add up to a considerable sum.
This was Xue Shan's version of a high-volume, low-margin business.
"Deal."
Su Mu said, "Payment upon completion. Any problem with that?"
"No problem."
Xue Shan clapped his hands. "No one has ever dared to stiff the Golden Wind Tower, not even a Taiping Captain."
