"Easier said than done. If we get caught, *we're* the ones who die, not you!"
"And if my brothers and I get taken down, I doubt they'd ever be able to trace it back to you."
"After all, you're meeting us in masks. We have no idea who any of you are."
"In the end, it's my brothers and I who'll have to face the Tian Nan Shen Clan's wrath!"
The figure in the shadows spoke coldly.
The other dark figures also let out cold sneers.
"So you're refusing, then?"
In the darkness,
the masked figure's voice was androgynous and mechanical. The face beneath the mask betrayed no emotion.
But from the sound of their words,
one could clearly hear the frown in their voice.
'These people were lawless Tribulation Cultivators.'
'I spent a month gathering information before carefully selecting them as my target.'
'If even they wouldn't agree,'
'then this would be a problem.'
'Worse, they might leak the intelligence that Dawan Village is the target.'
"That's not entirely it."
