Er Dan rubbed his hands together.
Old Chen couldn't help but chuckle, "We're all old hands here; do you really think you could pull it off?"
"Just forget those random thoughts."
However, the job Er Dan talked about did indeed fit Old Chen's expectations.
Yunfang Boat wasn't too far from Li Che's small courtyard, and Old Chen had long heard of its great reputation.
Even though it was a place of pleasure, the money Old Chen earned there from his honest work wasn't dirty.
Seeing that Old Chen had agreed, Er Dan took him to the Beggars' Sect's base near Yunfang Boat.
For a Blood Exchange Warrior, finding a job in Mansion City wasn't too hard.
The Beggars' Sect's deacon dressed quite neatly, not at all like a beggar, but more like a rich man indulging in luxury.
"Alright, Blood Exchange Warrior, although your vitality has declined somewhat, it's enough for guarding goods," the deacon said.
"I'll have someone guide you. Remember, look less, ask less, just do your job, and that's it."
"Understand?"
Old Chen, with a dry pipe in his mouth, smiled to show he understood. He was an old hand in the martial world; how could he not?
The wealthy deacon was satisfied with Old Chen's attitude. He liked these street-smart veterans who knew the score.
Soon after, someone came to lead Old Chen away to his place of work.
After Old Chen had left, the smile on the rich deacon's face suddenly vanished as he respectfully gestured towards a particular direction.
"This person has a notable relationship with Divine Child Li Nuanxi of the Divine Sect; imperceptibly, a Corpse Curse Mark has been implanted within him. The True Successor of the Sect Master descends from the mountain once every six months..."
"Once six months pass, when Li Nuanxi comes into contact with this person, the Corpse Curse Mark can be transferred to the Divine Child!"
A chill voice wafted from within the room.
"A Divine Child... is worth the risk for us."
"All of Jizhou has become a plaything for the Corpse God Cult; how then can Golden Light Prefecture withstand us?"
"People are always full of desires, and as long as they have desires, they cannot resist the seduction of our Corpse God Cult."
"A Divine Child..."
...
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Divine Sect, Inner Sect's Daping.
Li Che sat on the high platform, watching Shangguan Qinglei approach step by step, his eyes concealing a flicker of murderous intent.
To convert Old Chen to the Corpse God Cult?
In Mansion City, Blood Exchange Warriors really weren't much, especially an aging one like Old Chen. How could he be worth such scheming?
Li Che felt that the target was likely still Xi Xi.
Although not many knew of the relationship between Old Chen and his family...
If it were the residents of Listening Flowers Lane, they would all know that Old Chen had a very close relationship with his family. Find adventures on empire
The Corpse God Cult meant to use Old Chen like those Corpse Curse-imposed wood carvings from before, to spread the Corpse Curse Mark onto Xi Xi's body through Old Chen!
"Corpse God Cult... they really deserve to die!"
Li Che's eyes suddenly became sharply cold and desolate.
Even after being killed, they aren't afraid?
Not making a move for a month, and they start getting active again?
Or is it...
Because not killing a major figure from the Corpse God Cult, they don't feel the pain?
The coldness in Li Che's eyes surged, his murderous intent stronger than ever before.
Zhang Ya seemed to sense that her husband's expression was darkening, and, puzzled, she turned her head and patted Li Che's chest.
Li Che's face became slightly more relaxed.
For now, Old Chen was not in danger. They didn't intend to harm Old Chen, and the power of the Corpse Curse was just beginning to infiltrate. At an opportune moment, he could simply use his vitality to flush it away.
Therefore, Li Che didn't immediately set out to kill. He planned to follow the trail and see if he could find someone important.
Then...
Make the Corpse God Cult feel the pain!
Having calmed his mood,
Li Che's gaze fell upon the fighting ring.
On the fighting ring,
Xi Xi was loosening up her limbs when suddenly, something resembling a dead butterfly on her shoulder flapped its wings vigorously.
Xi Xi immediately widened her expressive eyes...
and looked toward Shangguan Qinglei, becoming angry.
Her diminutive frame suddenly radiated a frightening oppressive force.
"You actually want to kill me?!"