The man walked through a bustling street, then turned into a shadowy alley.
No matter how glamorous the city is, there's always a dark corner lurking behind.
Beijiang was no exception.
The road was muddy and filthy, with a strong stench permeating the air.
Once he reached the depths of the alley, the man suddenly halted and looked around nervously.
At that moment, a gray shadow slowly formed in front of him, and a cold voice emanated from it.
"Have you completed today's task?"
The man's body shook, he bowed hastily, not even daring to glance at the grey shadow, and said tremblingly, "Sire, I've just transferred today's earnings!"
"Good, here's your antidote!"
With that, a white light flew out from the gray shadow.
The man quickly caught it, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, sire!"
"Hehe, work hard. If you perform well, I might apply to the Sect Master for mercy to completely heal your wounds!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" The man nodded and bowed repeatedly.
