After descending the mountain, the aloof female CEO became attached to me.

The Lin Family Villa.

In the living room.

Lin Zitian, who has received medical treatment, is in much better condition.

But his face remained as pale as paper, he was extremely weak, and his eyes were radiating intense killing intent.

"Chu Tian..."

"I will kill you."

Lin Zitian clenched his fists, nearly grinding his teeth to powder.

Yin Xuan had also woken up. Looking at Lin Zitian, who was furious to the extreme, he tentatively asked, "Young Master, Chu Tian's strength has exceeded our expectations. Should we ask the Lin family of the capital to help?"

As long as the Lin family from the capital shows up, we can find out the other party's true motives.

Otherwise, even if Chu Tian stormed the Lin family in the capital, as long as they refused to admit it, there would be nothing Chu Tian could do.

"If you can't even handle such a small matter, even if the Lin family in the capital helps us deal with Chu Tian, ​​do you think I'll still have a chance to return to the Lin family in the capital?"

Lin Zitian roared angrily, almost to the point of madness.

"But……"

Yin Xuan hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yu Youwei, who was also lying on the sofa and had become a vegetable.

He sighed heavily and said, "But now the Yin Ghost Sect is no match for Chu Tian, ​​and even your trump card, Yu Youwei, has been lost. It seems that we really have no other choice but to ask the Lin family of the capital to step in."

Lin Zitian clenched his fists, his face contorted with rage. "Who said I don't have any other trump cards?"

"Even if it means going bankrupt, I will make sure Chu Tian dies."

"You still have a trump card?" Yin Xuan's expression froze.

"I'm a native of Guicheng, with assets worth billions. Do you think I only support a bunch of good-for-nothings like you?" Lin Zitian said with exasperation. "But today, since you risked your life to save me, I'll give you another chance."

"Take this token. Go to the City Lord's Mansion to find Chen Haishan later..."

"Once he saw the token, he knew what to do."

Yin Xuan took the token with a puzzled look, and was immediately shocked when he saw the words on it.

On the completely black token, a blood-red character for "kill" was written.

A strong sense of murderous intent was faintly revealed, sending chills down one's spine.

"Is this the token of the Blood Killing Hall, the number one assassin organization in the world?"

"It is said that holding this token grants one the opportunity to hire a Blood Kill Hall assassin."

"But the Blood Slaughter Hall's token is not something anyone can obtain."

"Either they made a huge contribution to the Blood Slaughter Hall, or they spent a huge amount of money."

"May I ask, young master, what is this token of yours...?"

A cold glint flashed in Lin Zitian's eyes as he said in a deep voice, "Five years ago, because of the sudden rise in mask prices, I made two billion yuan thanks to my pharmaceutical factory."

"I didn't use this money for further investment; instead, I gave it all to the Blood Slaughter Hall to help them establish a liaison point in Guicheng."

"City Lord Chen Haishan is also the Blood Slaughter Hall's liaison in Guicheng."

"He was responsible for helping the Blood Killing Hall contact employers and placing some of the Blood Killing Hall's assassins."

"Because of this incident, I not only got in touch with Chen Haishan, but the Blood Killing Hall also gave me a token."

"And this token can mobilize the Blood Kill Hall's A-level assassins."

"What? An A-level assassin?" Yin Xuan's eyes widened, his mind reeling with shock.

The assassins of the Blood Killing Hall are divided into five levels.

The numbers are S, A, B, C, and D.

A D-level assassin possesses external strength and is considered a junior assassin within the Blood Killing Hall. Their targets are merchants.

A C-level assassin possesses internal strength and is considered a mid-level assassin within the Blood Killing Hall, corresponding to a powerful local force.

A B-level assassin possesses the strength of a Transformation Realm expert and is a high-ranking assassin within the Blood Slaughter Hall, responsible for dealing with officials below the division level.

A-level assassins are grandmasters, the top-tier assassins of the Blood Slaughter Hall. Their targets are invariably high-ranking officials and military and political figures.

And some martial artists who have been famous for many years.

As for S-class assassins, it is said that there is only one in the Blood Killing Hall.

To date, he has only taken action once, reportedly killing the Prime Minister of Japan.

From then on, Blood Killing Hall became the world's number one assassin organization.

As for this S-class assassin, it is said that he has now retired, and the Blood Killing Hall reveres A-class assassins.

The Blood Slaughter Hall has a total of ten A-level assassins.

That is, ten grandmasters.

They are known to outsiders as the Ten Kings of Hell.

It should be noted that a grandmaster can control an entire city.

With ten Grandmasters, one can imagine just how terrifying the Blood Slaughter Hall's power truly is.

Yin Xuan suddenly felt that the token in his hand was extremely hot, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Compared to the Blood Slaughter Hall, his Yin Ghost Gate is nothing but a fart.

"Why are you shaking?" Lin Zitian scrutinized him, sensing something was amiss.

"No, no." Yin Xuan came back to his senses and forced a smile, "I just didn't expect that young master would secretly contact the Blood Killing Hall."

Lin Zitian didn't think much of it, his gaze darkening. "I said I would make Chu Tian die."

"And this time, I don't believe he can escape the Blood Killing Hall's assassination attempt."

Upon hearing this, Yin Xuan swallowed hard, his eyes filled with terror.

If he hadn't betrayed them, then Lin Zitian being able to mobilize experts from the Blood Killing Hall would naturally be a good thing for him.

But now that he has become a traitor, and Chu Tian has drugged him, he has no choice but to pledge allegiance to Chu Tian.

Therefore, if things are exposed, or if Chu Tian is no match for Lin Zitian and betrays him before his death, then...

The consequence can be summed up in one word: death.

Yin Xuan suddenly felt that he had become a pawn in this struggle, and that in the end, Chu Tian and Lin Zitian might not die, but he himself might.

"Damn it, being someone's dog is no good!"

Yin Xuan cursed inwardly, then immediately said to Lin Zitian, "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely complete the mission perfectly."

"If you do this well, I will have the Blood Slaughter Hall send some Blood Slaughterers over to help the Yin Ghost Sect improve its strength," Lin Zitian promised.

Although they could hire an A-level assassin from the Blood Killing Hall, the assassin wasn't from their own faction, and they only had one chance.

Anyone who wants to develop in the long term must strengthen their own power.

And this force is the Yin Ghost Sect.

Through Yin Xuan's desperate rescue, Lin Zitian has truly come to regard Yin Xuan as a confidant.

Unfortunately, if he knew that Yin Xuan had betrayed him, I wonder what he would think.

"Thank you, young master."

Yin Xuan was filled with gratitude and pretended to be very excited.

But he had already made up his mind that the only way out was to go all the way down this path.

After taking Chu Tian's medicine, he had no choice but to continue working for Chu Tian.

He could only hope that Chu Tian could once again surprise him and eliminate the Blood Killing Hall's A-level assassin.

After thinking it over, Yin Xuan picked up the token and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Lin Zitian suddenly called out to him.

"Is there anything else, young master?"

Yin Xuan, feeling guilty, turned around in a panic.

"Take her out and dump her somewhere."

Lin Zitian pointed at Yu Youwei beside him, his expression indifferent.

"The Lin family never keeps useless people."

"Yes."

Yin Xuan didn't say anything more, picked up Yu Youwei and walked out.

Clearly, he had done this kind of thing—discarding a useful tool after it has served its purpose—many times before for Lin Zitian.