"Young Master Liu, are you sure this won't cause any problems?"
A manager from the Sanfu Chamber of Commerce asked worriedly.
"Of course. This time we've hired the Black Wind Thieves. They're ruthless killers, and three of their leaders are Marrow Transformer Martial Artists. They're more than enough to deal with Fang Yue and his caravan."
"This place is in the middle of nowhere, well outside the Prefecture City Guard Army's patrol routes. Ambushing Fang Yue here is a sure thing. We'll wipe them out completely, root and stem. When the time comes, who's going to know who did it?"
Liu Chuanzhi smiled faintly, gazing at the ceaseless spring rain. A slight chill in the air made him instinctively pull his collar tighter.
However, the thrill of finally killing the man he hated, Fang Yue, sent a wave of heat through him, and he couldn't suppress his excitement.
