Zheng Hongxiu and Cheng Xu handled the situation differently.

If you want to see Ninth Master, then I'll let you see him.

Although Zhao Cheng and Ninth Master have no connection, and the Eastern Chamber of Commerce has no cooperation with the Yan Chuan gang, even if you, Du Yucheng, are seeking Ninth Master's help to take revenge, do you think you can succeed?

Since I know you're destined to fail, I might as well take the opportunity to rip you off and make some money; that's the most practical thing to do.

After all, the young prime minister once said that when dealing with enemies, you should make a lot of money out of them and squeeze them dry!

"Xiangchen, go find Yuanfei and tell him that Du Yucheng wants to find the Yanchuan gang."

"yes."

After Du Yu paid in Chengdu, Zheng Hongxiu arranged for him to wait at an inconspicuous steamed bun shop the next day.

The next morning.

Du Yucheng waited at the spot Zheng Hongxiu had designated. He thought it would be a secluded room or something, but he never expected it to be at a stall outside the steamed bun shop.

It's bustling with people coming and going, quite lively.

Du Yucheng was completely bewildered, thinking, "Is this how you all do things?"

Doesn't this business of murder care about any secrecy?

As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest. Similarly, the most bustling place is the quietest.

Suddenly a man sat down opposite Du Yucheng and shouted, "Boss, two baskets of steamed buns and a big bowl of soup, please!"

"Alright, Ninth Master, coming right away!" the boss replied.

Upon hearing this address, Du Yucheng looked at the man in front of him, who was completely different from what he had imagined.

He thought Ninth Master was a middle-aged or elderly man, but this man looked to be at most thirty years old.

Moreover, he had a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, and was very thin, completely lacking the aura of a gang leader!

"You're Ninth Master?"

"General An Yuan, let's eat and chat at the same time, before it gets cold."

At this moment, the boss brought over Ninth Master's breakfast.

Du Yucheng asked again, "I thought you were mysterious, but I didn't expect even the steamed bun shop owner knew you."

“I come here for breakfast every day, of course he knows me.” Ninth Master quickly picked up the large bowl and drank the soup.

Chengdu was stunned.

I come here for breakfast every day...

Holy crap! This general has been tricked by Zheng Hongxiu!

So Ninth Master was easy to find!

Du Yucheng looked towards Ninth Master and noticed that his hands holding the large bowl were somewhat strange; each hand only had four fingers and no little finger.

Look at that cross-section, it's clearly been chopped off!

That's right, the current Ninth Master of the Yanchuan underground gang is none other than Nine Fingers, the broker who tried to kidnap Yang Cai'e back then.

After lying low for nearly two years, he emerged from the chaos of the Yanchuan spy purge, the downfall of Su Wansan, and the resignation of Ma Tiezhou, amidst the upheaval of the underground gang reshuffle.

"Speak, what does the general want with me?" Nine Fingers stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth.

They all looked around Chengdu.

"Speak freely. In this kind of environment, others can't eavesdrop on our conversation."

Listening to the shouts of the vendors and the noisy conversations around him, Du Yucheng thought it made sense, but still lowered his voice and said, "I want to buy someone's life."

"who?"

"Zhao Cheng".

"oh……"

Seeing that Nine Fingers remained calm, Du Yucheng added, "The Right Prime Minister's Office, Zhao Cheng."

“I know him, the Prince Consort of Dajing, a very famous person in our Yanchuan City.” Nine Fingers asked while chewing, “What price are you planning to offer?”

Du Yucheng asked doubtfully, "Can you kill him?"

Nine Fingers snorted coldly and said, "As long as you can afford it, I can kill anyone."

Du Yucheng said, "He is surrounded by many experts, including grandmasters."

Nine Fingers said, "That's not something you should worry about, General. We don't take on these kinds of jobs by recklessness. Assassination is an art; we don't need to care how powerful the target is or what experts are around them. As long as you have money, we have a way."

"Professional!" Du Yucheng said admiringly, "He truly loves what he does, he's a real professional!"

Nine Fingers asked, "So, General, what price are you offering?"

Du Yucheng subconsciously extended all ten fingers, then suddenly remembered that he had already given Zheng Hongxiu one hundred taels of the one thousand taels of gold, leaving only nine hundred taels. So he pulled one finger back.

Nine Fingers smiled and said, "Give me, Ninth Master, ninety thousand taels of silver. You think it's because you want what I want, but that's not the case. Business is business. Zhao Cheng's life is worth one hundred thousand taels of gold."

"What???"

Chengdu looked completely bewildered, inwardly cursing.

When I hold up nine fingers, I mean nine hundred taels of gold, okay? Not ninety thousand!

What's the story behind Yanchuan City?

Find a girl for two hundred taels of silver per hour.

Asking about something costs one hundred taels of gold.

Killing someone costs a whopping 100,000 taels of gold!

Transactions involving tens of thousands of yuan are so common. Is it because prices are higher in Yanchuan?!

Nine Fingers observed Du Yucheng's reaction and asked suspiciously, "General, please speak freely if you have any questions. Is it that you only have 90,000 taels on hand?"

Du Yucheng composed himself and said calmly, "It's not a matter of lacking money, but rather a bit of a puzzlement. Is Zhao Cheng's life really that valuable?"

There's no way around it; we can't exactly say we only have 900 taels of silver, not 90,000.

Nine Fingers finished his soup, put it down heavily, and said, "It seems General An Yuan is unaware that Zhao Cheng and Xu An can easily wager ten thousand taels of gold in a single match. Tell me, is it too expensive for me to only charge you one hundred thousand taels?"

Chengdu is too exhausted to even complain anymore.

I'm numb.

He said weakly, "Ninth Master, let's be friends, give me a discount."

This time, Nine Fingers was stunned for a moment, leaned back, crossed his arms and looked at Du Yucheng, and couldn't help but laugh.

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