The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man
Chapter 1596 Buying Life

Chapter 1596: 1596 Buying Life

"How dare you, you lowlife, mind your own business!" the young Lady Gongsun Qianru’s expression faltered after the waiter’s remark.

"It’s my fault." the waiter thought to himself how such a beautiful woman could be so venomous, looking down upon a small fry like him. Although he was just a humble waiter, diligently going about his work without stealing or robbing anyone, Miss Gongsun looked down on people with such disdain. As he could not afford to offend those with power and wealth, no matter how resentful he felt inside, he had no choice but to offer an apology, "Miss Gongsun is ’kind-hearted’, please do not stoop to my level."

Seeing the waiter bow and scrap, and noticing the other customers in the tea house turning to look their way, Gongsun Qianru finally quelled her anger.

Gongsun Yanli slightly narrowed his eyes, tossed an unhappy remark to Qianru, "Stop embarrassing yourself in the future!" and left with his followers.

...

Bloodshed Pavilion was an assassin organization that had risen in the shadows over the past five years, rumored to be extremely powerful with numerous experts among their ranks. Their top killers were known as Heaven, Earth, and Human, the Three Killers.

In the whole world, there had not been a single failed assignment when someone’s life was marked for death, but the fees of Bloodshed Pavilion were exorbitant. As the status and martial arts prowess of the target increased, so did the price, and an average person could bankrupt themselves and still not afford their services.

It was said that the Valley Master of the pavilion had eccentricities—not everyone who could afford the fee would necessarily have their request accepted. Driven by personal interest, the Valley Master only accepted jobs he was interested in; those he was not interested in might even result in the death of the would-be client.

Thus, ordinary people did not dare to employ Bloodshed Pavilion, fearing that a careless move might cost them their own lives.

At that moment, with the moon rising slightly, a middle-aged man led a subordinate, carrying a chest in the ruins of an abandoned building on the outskirts of the capital, looking around as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by. When the middle-aged man turned around, he saw a man in black with a masked face who had appeared behind him out of nowhere.

"Are you... from the Bloodshed Pavilion?" The middle-aged man, though clearly seasoned, was startled but quickly regained his composure.

"Whose life do you wish to buy?" The masked man’s voice was deep, not wasting any time and getting straight to the point.

Hearing no denial, the middle-aged man knew he had not found the wrong person and signaled his followers. They opened the large chest, revealing it was full of gold ingots, "Here are two thousand taels of gold, for the life of Pear Blossom Villa Villa Master Chang Haotian."

"Hehehe..." The masked man sneered, "Chang Haotian is the Wulin League Leader, his power vast as the ocean, his own martial arts skills unmatched. A mere two thousand taels is nothing to him!"

The middle-aged man had anticipated such a response, "Please state your price."

"The price for Chang Haotian’s head is one hundred thousand taels of gold," the masked man stated bluntly.

"This..." The middle-aged man was somewhat troubled, "I am merely carrying out a job for my master, who values Chang Haotian’s head at fifty thousand taels of gold. If it’s this amount, we could close the deal directly."

"Bloodshed Pavilion does not bargain. It’s fine if we don’t take this job!" the man in black said, and with those words, he left, employing his Qinggong (Lightness Skill).

"Ah..." The middle-aged man wanted to call him back, but on this dark and windy night, the figure had already vanished without a trace.

"Housekeeper, we failed to complete the mission assigned by the Valley Master, what should we do now?" a follower anxiously asked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man’s face was the picture of defeat, "Bloodshed Pavilion, once they decline a job, even if you offer more than the base price of one hundred thousand taels, they won’t accept the deal anymore. The Valley Master gave us fifty thousand taels of gold, which was already a sky-high price; I didn’t expect the other party to ask for so much more."