"Ling Er…"
"At your service."
"Go kill Han Qichang."
"Sect Leader, this…"
"And while you're at it, toss my phone into the river."
"Yes."
"Remember, make it look like he killed himself out of guilt. Find the phone I gave him and toss it together."
"Understood."
Han Qichang would be dead, a supposed suicide out of fear of punishment. Black Mantis still wouldn't be able to trace anything back to him.
For Lingze, that meant no loss at all. Ling Wu had already gotten Ren Ying to slowly take control of the Ren Family's shares. On top of that, there were two other family corporations cooperating with him. Sacrificing one Han Family didn't bother him in the slightest. Besides, who told the Han Family to produce such a wastrel, going out of his way to provoke someone like Ye Xiaofan? His grand plan had almost been ruined by that punk.
"Beep, beep, beep, beep."
He dialed Lingze's number again, but this time the message said the phone had been switched off.
