"The bounty issued by my Grandmaster? What does that mean?"
Zhang Fusheng followed Old Ghost Chai, looking like he was supervising the cleaning staff as they worked.
Neither of them looked at each other; they walked and talked to themselves.
"A special bounty from the Black Net."
Old Ghost Chai whispered:
"Several major sects of ours have built an internal network called the Black Net, for communication among the sects, including trade and issuance of bounty missions."
Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow, the evil cult version of the Divine Net?
Old Ghost Chai stopped at the corner of the corridor and started sweeping the floor:
"Yesterday a mysterious person issued a bounty—of course, it was actually Yuan Feidao, Black Eye easily tracked it down."
"The bounty is to wipe out fourteen people from the Source Point Research Institute, leaving no one alive."
Pausing, Old Ghost Chai shrugged:
