A Healer’s Journey

“Even the world’s top assassin groups have an unwritten rule… They will steadfastly carry out their mission, even if their employer dies.”

The corner of Finnegan’s mouth twitched fiercely when he heard that.

Finally, he couldn’t help but swear, “D*mn it! What the hell is going on?”

He was thinking about finding and eliminating the employer so that the assassin organization would give up once they lost their client.

Unexpectedly, even if the employer passed away, the assassin organization would not cancel the mission.

Reynard gave a bitter smile. “That’s why I said you’re going to be in a lot of trouble. But don’t be too pessimistic. Once you find an employer, you can ask them to cancel the order.”

If I find the employer, I’ll surely kill them. And why would the employer cancel the order, knowing they are undoubtedly doomed to die? Finnegan said coldly, “Do you think the employer will cancel the order?”

Reynard naturally understood this principle. “But this is the only way now. Do you think you can eliminate Blood Moon?”

If Blood Moon were to be taken out, even if the employer didn’t withdraw the bounty, no one else would dare to carry out the task anymore.

Reynard’s unintentional remark sparked a light in Finnegan’s eyes. “Rey, I need you to do three things for me. Firstly, make every effort to identify who the employer is. Secondly, track down Cameron’s whereabouts as soon as possible. I want to eliminate this threat first. Thirdly, set up an UnderNet account for me. I have some things I want to handle,” Finnegan said.

Reynard asked, “What are you up to?”

Finnegan replied with a cold laugh, “You’ll find out soon enough. Just get me an account for UnderNet right away.”

After finishing his words, Finnegan hung up the phone and returned to his room.

Bernice was busy putting her clothes into the wardrobe.

she

of clothes, the two large wardrobes in the cloakroom

walked over to help Bernice hang up her clothes. “I don’t have any particular demands for what I wear. As long as I have a

down to open a suitcase. “So, these two wardrobes are all for you… D*mn! Darling, do you have this type of

thin lace garment.

though Bernice had not yet worn it in front of him, Finnegan could already imagine the immense thrill and temptation

closed her suitcase. “Go away! I can unpack by myself.”

“Darling, am I fortunate enough to see you wear

more talking. Get out of here!”

speaking louder than words, Bernice, blushing profusely, pushed Finnegan out of

door closed, her face was so red it seemed like it could bleed. She covered her face with her hands, wishing she could find a

Jennifer had already packed for her. Without checking, Bernice had

them if she knew those alluring

seems there’s still a long way to go before I can get my wife

he received a

website, a string of code, and an account.

study next door, turned on the computer on the

an entirely black screen with an input box in

the page was subsequently redirected to a website with a simple layout.

to the task issuance window from the main

could see all

were those who were looking for someone, those seeking collaboration, and some with special requests, such

that and pulled up a bounty for a murderer he

he clicked into in, the content he saw was simple.