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"You!"
A Qi said this in a casual tone, without any hint of murderous intent.
He wasn't an idiot; by now, he could guess Lufan's true identity.
Qingyang City was just a small place; where could so many Demonic Geniuses come from? If geniuses were that easy to produce, wouldn't those living in prosperous human territories be ashamed?
From all the information A Qi had gathered, the only person in Qingyang City who might possess such talent was the one stirring up a great storm here, Master's Disciple, Lufan.
Moreover, A Qi had not been idle during this time; gathering intelligence was an essential skill for an assassin. After collecting data over this period, he had a general understanding of Lufan. Combining this with his deductions, Lufan's true identity was evident.
Suddenly hearing that someone wanted to kill him, and it was from a friend he had only recently met but had conversed with so amicably, Lufan did not react much. Instead, he asked with mild curiosity, "Why? Did we have a grudge in the past?"
"We have no grudges or grievances; it's just that someone commissioned us at the Seven Kill Tower specifically to take your life."
"Oh?" Lufan squinted his eyes. The name Seven Kill Tower sounded like a killer organization. "Then why aren't you making a move now?"
"There are three reasons: First, we are friends now. Second, I probably can't defeat you right now. Third, I didn't take that mission; the task to assassinate you was taken by Old Five. However, I stole his mission token, so he's probably going crazy right now."
At this point, A Qi seemed to recall something amusing, and his tone was filled with schadenfreude.
Lufan was speechless again. He didn't know what a mission token was, but it seemed to be something important related to the task. This guy was not only funny but also skilled at putting his teammates in difficult situations!
"Can I ask who wants to kill me?"
"Sorry, due to the rules, I cannot disclose the client's information." As he said this, A Qi's expression also became serious.
Lufan did not press further; this answer was expected. If the Seven Kills Tower could freely disclose client information, who would dare to post a commission there?
"Then if I were to commission you now to kill the person who wants to kill me, would you accept?"
"No, we only accept commissions with clear targets. You must specify a particular person, not just a vague concept."
That wouldn't work either. It seemed there was no way to exploit a loophole to determine who wanted to kill him, Lufan thought for a moment.
"Then how can I get you to cancel this commission?" Although Lufan felt no fear inside, no one would enjoy living under the constant shadow of potential assassination.
"There are two ways. One is the death of the client; naturally, the commission would be canceled. The other is that according to the rules of the Seven Kills Tower, if there are seven consecutive failed assassination attempts, we will never accept any assassination commissions related to that person again. However, historically, it seems that very few people have survived seven assassination attempts; you could count them on two hands."
Lufan's eyes widened: "Is it really that impressive? Does that mean anyone on the Seven Kills Tower's list is almost guaranteed to die?"
"Not exactly. First of all, although the commission has been issued, it still depends on whether anyone is willing to take it. After all, assassins are not fools; they fear death too. Only when the reward far outweighs the risk will someone be willing to take the gamble.
Moreover, before we accept a commission, we will first assess the risks and only take it after screening. For example, we generally do not handle commissions related to core disciples of major sects."
Lufan understood; this was more reasonable. If the Seven Kills Tower were so arrogant as to kill anyone without hesitation, they would have likely been wiped out long ago. It seemed they were aware of their limits and knew not to overstep boundaries as long as they did not provoke those major powers.
"What is my price? I should be able to know that."
"The price set by our Seven Kills Tower is ten thousand taels of gold!" A Qi stated an astonishing figure.
"That's a lot! You really think highly of me!" Lufan was genuinely surprised. As a mere beginner martial artist, he never expected to be valued so highly in the eyes of the Seven Kill Tower. With that amount of money, he could probably even assassinate a Martial Arts Master.
What was even more critical was that those who wanted his life actually accepted this price. The implication behind this was quite intriguing; only an irreconcilable blood feud would drive someone to such madness.
"Of course, based on the intelligence we have, you might be the master's disciple. Just for that title alone, any price would be justified. To be honest, if it weren't for some special reasons, we at the Seven Kill Tower wouldn't even take on this commission."
"Master's Disciple?" Lufan was puzzled.
After A Qi explained, Lufan realized that in the eyes of some interested parties, he had already become the master's direct disciple. No wonder those people hadn't come to visit recently; they must be afraid of the master's authority.
This made him feel somewhat amused, but he wouldn't actively clarify the misunderstanding. Although he didn't know how significant the title of Master's Disciple was, it seemed like a decent protective charm at the moment. Only a fool would clear up such a misunderstanding.
However, it appeared that some future troubles still needed to be dealt with. Lufan tapped his fingers on the table, a habitual gesture when he was deep in thought.
A Qi was also curious about how Lufan would respond and looked forward to it. The pricing from the Seven Kill Tower for Lufan was largely due to his identity as a Master's Disciple, while they severely underestimated his actual strength.
If others from within the tower came over, it would indeed be entertaining. He wondered who would be so unfortunate—Old Five? He hoped he wouldn't get taken out.
As for tipping off anyone, A Qi didn't even consider it. The Seven Kill Tower was inherently a place of brutal competition; there were no bonds among assassins. Seeing others fall into misfortune would only make him happy.
"I hope you won't target those around me," Lufan suddenly thought of a question.
"That's hard to say. Generally, assassins with some principles only go after their intended targets and won't harm others. But there are always those who use despicable means."
"I hope that's not the case; otherwise, I really can't guarantee what I might do," Lufan said calmly.
A Qi felt a chill in his heart. Lufan's words carried a hint of madness, and he had no doubt that if something were to happen to those around him, the consequences for the perpetrator would be extremely tragic.
He could only hope that the incoming individual wouldn't be too foolish.
"So what do you plan to do next? Although I won't take action, the other assassins from Seven Kill Tower won't hold back. Ten thousand taels of gold is enough to drive many people insane."
"What else can I do? As you said, there are only two options. I don't like dragging things out, so I'll have to choose the first one."
"But you don't even know who the client is, right?"
"I didn't know at first, but a reward of ten thousand taels already says too much. I basically have my answer."
Indeed, Lufan had already guessed who it was. If he counted his enemies along with those Loose Cultivators he had killed, there were quite a few. However, only one party could afford to pay ten thousand taels of gold—the City Lord's Mansion!
It seemed that Li Hao's matter had already been discovered. However, Lufan was not surprised; after his high-profile battle, many things were bound to be exposed. Although the events in Ten Thousand Great Mountains were kept secret, anyone determined to investigate could still uncover information about him.
In that case...
Lufan thought as he suddenly stood up and walked outside. "Are you interested in watching a good show?"
"Where to?"
"To kill!"
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