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I was being hunted down, and after a narrow escape, I need to be cautious for a while.
Lin Han quickly approached the computer, thinking for a moment before asking, "Is everyone alright? Have you tracked their movements? Do we know who is behind this?"
Zhang Jiaoxu, who had been nearby, had just enough time to ask when that person took their own life. To be honest, Mu Qingchan on the other side was also reluctant to accept this outcome.
At that moment, Xue Wushuang glanced at the onmyoji beside him and couldn't help but say, "Why don't you have the same spirit as that person?"
"I wish I could," the onmyoji replied helplessly; he had considered it before.
It was because that Special Item could sense the consciousness of units within compressed space. Once he fell into that kind of emotional state, Lin Han would directly amplify his perception of pain several times over!
Sitting at the computer, Lin Han pondered for a moment before informing Mu Qingchan about the situation.
The next morning, four figures arrived in an alley on the outskirts of Di Jing through a very simple Teleportation Array. Prior to this, the three had undergone special measures to conceal their identities. Lin Han donned his Good and Evil Mask once again to prevent any potential issues.
Although this place was remote, it wasn't too shabby; most of the basic infrastructure was quite well-developed.
As Lin Han and the others walked through the alley, shadows loomed around them, each carrying an imperceptible aura of menace.
"Looks like this ghostly place is a big camp?" Xue Wushuang asked. At that moment, he was blocked by a tall figure in a black robe among a group of slender assassins, clearly standing out.
"Everyone," the onmyoji reminded Lin Han and the others, "in a place like this, whether speaking or acting, don’t reveal any flaws. After all, in this line of work, having enemies come knocking is common."
"Alright, just focus on finding your intermediary," Mu Qingchan said impatiently. She had a competition in the afternoon and couldn't afford to waste too much time here. If they couldn't resolve this matter and were unaware of what might happen next, things could become even more dangerous. Weighing both sides, she had decided to show up.
Hearing this, the onmyoji didn't dare hesitate and hurriedly led them into a simple bar.
"Don't play any tricks; otherwise, even deities won't be able to save you," Lin Han threatened directly as he observed their surroundings.
A few minutes later, the four sat in a secluded corner of the bar. The owner here operated an extensive intelligence network from behind the scenes; all assassination missions were specifically coordinated by him before being dispatched.
The onmyoji sat nervously on the sofa; each of the three beside him was not someone to be trifled with.
Behind them, there were several figures, all of whom were truly significant individuals.
Before long, a middle-aged man appeared in front of Lin Han and the others. Upon seeing the situation before him, he immediately understood what was happening.
"My name is Hu Xing, the owner of this bar. May I ask how to address you?"
"You don't need to know that. You recognize this person; you are aware of the task he has taken on."
Lin Han's gaze pierced through his mask, cold and heavy. This was the suggestion given to them by the Onmyoji earlier, and there was no need to reveal their own information.
Hu Xing looked at the Onmyoji across from him and let out a light chuckle before continuing, "Well, this task is mine; I've only received a deposit. I can't guarantee whether I can handle someone like that."
"Let's get straight to the point then. Who is behind this task? Specific information would be best," Lin Han said, not wanting to waste any time here.
"Well, there are rules in this line of work. We cannot casually disclose such matters."
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