Peace Order
Chapter 467 - 12: The Tenth Assassin in the World, Reappears on Earth!_4

Chapter 467: Chapter 12: The Tenth Assassin in the World, Reappears on Earth!_4

"Ghost Market... there is really a lot of money here."

The youth glanced at himself, clad in simplicity; on the surface, the most valuable thing he possessed was that pine pattern ancient sword, an heirloom left by Elder Zu. It was said to be a mystical weapon but actually lacked the many mysteries it was rumored to have; its material was simply extremely special, strong and unyielding like the pines on South Mountain.

"Intelligence..."

Li Guanyi tapped his forehead with a bent finger.

Information about Zhenbei City, the Qilin Hunting Conference, and Lady Hua Rui.

In the end, Li Guanyi had only one choice; he found a new place and spent those five pieces of silver on a robe, he also needed to buy a mask. But with the little money left, he could only afford the most ludicrous of masks.

"What, only ten coppers?!"

"With ten coppers, you can’t buy anything!"

The mask stall owner muttered, "My masks, you won’t find material as good and sturdy as this in the whole of Zhenbei City. Besides, the paints and time also cost money; a transaction like this, it just can’t be done."

"If you insist on buying, well, this is the only one."

He rummaged around and then took out a mask and tossed it to Li Guanyi.

It was a common mask, smeared with only a layer of white paint; besides that, it had nothing, not even a mouth cut out, just two eyes. Li Guanyi laughed and said, "Good, thank you for this!"

He threw the last ten coppers onto the shop’s counter.

Then, finding a hidden place, he altered his physique—using the strength of his body, he changed his muscles and bones, making himself a bit taller, dressed in a dusky grey robe, letting his black hair down behind him. He raised his hand to put on the mask and returned to the Ghost Market.

Most people who come to the Ghost Market hide their faces.

But such a plain and poor mask had never appeared before; it was so ridiculous that it was almost comical.

The Ghost Messenger maintained the same amiable attitude, suppressing a laugh, and said:

"Hm, esteemed guest, do you have a token?"

Li Guanyi looked down and reached into his chest, gripping something.

He casually tossed it out.

The Ghost Messenger didn’t seem to care, but as the object landed in his hand, it felt heavy; he looked at it with a smile.

Then, the smile on his face froze.

It was a token.

Extremely heavy, seemingly made of gold; on the front, a large seal character—

[Ten]!

??!!!!

The Ghost Messenger’s body stiffened slightly as he slowly lifted his head, looking at the man before him. The grey robe moved slightly, and behind a mask void of expression—and previously thought to be funny—there was now only a silent, icy terror.

But his eyes were calm and indifferent, as if an endless aura of slaughter flowed through them.

The world’s tenth-ranked assassin, Situ Deqing!

Appearing once again in the mortal realm!

The Ghost Messenger abruptly stood up, his scalp tingling, and respectfully returned the token to the man:

"Sir, please!"

The identity of Situ Deqing was indeed useful.

A good person.

The youth thought.

Just like Marquis Hou Zhongyu and Chen Yuyun, they were good people.

Li Guanyi took back the waist card, nodded slightly, and said indifferently, "Intelligence."

With utmost respect, the Ghost Messenger led Li Guanyi to the place of intelligence, then offered up spiritual tea, good pastries, and beauties personally brought many scrolls. This treatment was completely different from before; the Ghost Messenger presented him with information from the Chen Kingdom’s Northern Town.

Then he said respectfully:

"Your identity does not involve top-secret level intelligence.

"You may peruse all of it."

Li Guanyi nodded, his gaze sweeping over the place, and casually selected scrolls on topics like [Qilin Hunting Conference], [The Four Grandmasters], [Lady Hua Rui]. Soon, all the scrolls were brought to him.

The Ghost Messenger politely withdrew.

Li Guanyi’s hand caressed the scroll, thinking of that woman, and in his heart, he had already resolved to kill her.

He slowly opened the scroll.