In the Hall of Silver, Great Elder Ba Yingyao slammed the table and said bitterly.
"Hall Master Mo, do you know how much money and resources are needed to nurture a five star assassin? How long does it take?"
"I suggested to negotiate with Zhang Xing, but you refused to listen and insisted on saving your face."
"What happened in the end? We lost!"
"It's not like you don't know what kind of person Zhang Xing is. We can't afford to offend someone like him, especially assassin organizations like us who are hiding in the dark."
"The conflict with Zhang Xing in the past was nothing. It could still be discussed and resolved peacefully."
"But now, there's no room for negotiation."
"Tell me, what do you think we should do?
Are we going to wait for Zhang Xing to find the Hall of Silver headquarters and kill us all? "
Great Elder Ba Yingyao was already 270 years old and was a six-star War Venerable.
However, he took good care of himself and looked like an old man in his eighties or nineties.
Hall Master Mo Liuxia was the same age as him and had the same cultivation. He had a head of white hair and his face was pale. He looked very scary.
He had always been in favor of war. Zhang Xing had slapped him in the face time and time again, causing him to be laughed at by the Great Elder and more than 50 council members.
At this point, he was already in a situation where he couldn't back down.
He did not expect Zhang Xing to be so powerful. According to the secret report, Zhang Xing had obtained a sword that was suspected to be a top-grade Venerable Weapon from somewhere.
It was because of this sword that Zhang Xing could kill two five-star Silver assassins.
After careful analysis, he believed that a one-star Venerable could not kill a five-star Venerable with a top-grade Venerable Weapon.
Therefore, the sword in Zhang Xing's hand was most likely left behind by the brow less ancestor of the Ten Thousand Feet Mountain … The Holy Sword!
This was the only possibility that allowed Zhang Xing to kill two five-star assassins.
However, the secret report said that Zhang Xing did not take the sword with him when he left the Ten Thousand Feet Mountain. Instead, he gave it to the new Great Elder, Niu Jianshan, for safekeeping.
He believed that as long as he sent out two more five-star assassins, he would definitely be able to kill Zhang Xing smoothly.
The reason was that the Holy Sword had been worn down for a thousand years. After being used by Zhang Xing, it could no longer bear the weight and could no longer unleash the power that could kill a Five Star Venerable.
In other words, there was a limit to the number of times he could deliver a fatal blow.
Therefore, he proposed to convene a meeting and apply for funds again to mobilize a five-star assassin to complete this mission.
He knew that Great Elder Ba Yingyao would not agree, but he had to say that this was a necessary procedure.
Otherwise, it would be considered as him using the power of the organization without permission, and the Great Elder had the right to dismiss him.
Besides, who would be willing to send a team to travel thousands of miles to assassinate Zhang Xing without a large amount of crystals as a reward?
This was especially so for those 4-star and 5-star assassins. Not only were they the kings of assassins in mid-tier empires, but they also had a relatively high status in their organizations.
Normally, all kinds of treatment couldn't be lacking, and they had to worship him as if he was their ancestor.
Every time they were sent out on official business, it would cost them a huge amount of crystals. They wouldn't do it if it was less.
Of course, if this money was paid by the employer, it would be a different story.
But the problem was that the employer was already dead, and so were their people, which meant that they didn't complete the mission.
One-third of the deposit would not be refunded, but they wouldn't get the rest of the money.
This time, Palace Lord Mo could only ask the Great Elder for funds and use the internal funds of their organization to complete the mission.
"Great Elder, we have no way out now. Zhang Xing's first stop is the Two Blessings. No one can beat him there."
"Dongfang Zhengyang's family is finished. Zhang Xing won't take long at the Two Blessings."
"His next stop is our Hall of Silver."
Palace Lord Mo had already thought of the words and persuaded patiently.