Chapter Four Hundred Thirty-Four: Time to Charge More
"What do you mean by that? " the disheveled man asked, his brows furrowed deeply.
"What do I mean? Heh. Killing the target will get you a Demon Pill. Are you planning to hunt demons? According to you, this operation will yield at least a few Demon Pills, so wouldn't that mean we'd have to break into a demon den? If it's just the two of us, wouldn't charging into a demon den be courting death?"
Pausing, Yang Haoran continued, "Of course, if this demon den is full of only minor demons, then neither of us would naturally lose our lives. But for minor demons, do you really need to spend a fortune to hire me? Can't you handle them yourself?"
Yang Haoran's analysis wasn't without merit. According to his guess, since the disheveled man was a Demon Hunter, it was highly probable he had grievances with demons. And the person he needed to rescue might also be a Demon Hunter.
Judging from today's battle between Bai Xue and the disheveled man, the disheveled man's strength was quite formidable. But if even he couldn't handle the demons, they must be extremely troublesome. Naturally, they wouldn't be as simple as mere minor demons.
Therefore, through this series of analyses, Yang Haoran came to believe that the disheveled man asking for his help was simply dragging him along to his death.
One powerful demon would be fine; if there were two, he and the disheveled man should have no major issues joining forces. But if there were three powerful demons, he would definitely need to bring Bai Xue along, since Bai Xue was also a powerful demon.
The problem was, the disheveled man's words were very vague. What if the number of powerful demons wasn't just three, but four, five, or even more?
There was also another problem: not all powerful demons had equal strength. A powerful demon was just a realm, just like Evil Spirits among ghosts. Though both were Evil Spirits of that level, their strength could be completely different. A powerful Evil Spirit could even instantly kill a weaker one.
However, the disheveled man's next answer surprised him somewhat.
After hearing his analysis, the disheveled man shook his head, gulped down a large mouthful of beer, before speaking in a deep voice.
"The target I'm dealing with this time is not the powerful demon you're talking about."
Yang Haoran froze for a moment, then chuckled, "Not a powerful demon? Don't tell me it's another Demon Hunter, just like you? Otherwise, how would you get a significant number of Demon Pills from them?"
Yang Haoran had merely said it casually, but the disheveled man nodded.
"That's right. My target this time is indeed a Demon Hunter just like me, and there's more than just one of them."
Yang Haoran had just picked up his teacup, preparing to take a sip to moisten his throat, but the disheveled man's words made his hand movements pause.
He hadn't not considered this possibility, but he thought it unlikely. After all, the disheveled man was also a Demon Hunter, and a member of the Demon Hunter Association. According to the Demon Hunter Association's regulations, members were absolutely forbidden from fighting each other. If there were conflicts, one could apply to the organization, and the organization would intervene to resolve the issue.
Taking action against a member privately without going through the organization would result in severe punishment. At best, one would be expelled from the association; at worst, one could even lose their life.
Precisely because the Demon Hunter Association's management in this regard was extremely strict, Yang Haoran had thought it unlikely that the disheveled man's target would be a Demon Hunter.
But now, the disheveled man had actually admitted himself that his target this time was a Demon Hunter just like him. How could this not surprise Yang Haoran?
In addition to surprise, Yang Haoran also felt a touch of alarm in his heart, because there was more than one Demon Hunter the disheveled man intended to deal with.
"You're going to deal with Demon Hunters? Are you planning to defect from the Demon Hunter Association? " Yang Haoran didn't show the surprise he felt inside, asking with an unruffled smile.
The disheveled man frowned, responding with a hint of displeasure, "This is my own business; you don't need to worry about it."
Yang Haoran wasn't angered. He set down his teacup, then continued, "Alright then, I won't concern myself with your business. Now, let me talk about mine. Taking action against Demon Hunters means offending the Demon Hunter Association. That's no small hornet's nest you're stirring."
"Are you scared? " the disheveled man asked.
"No, no, no, you misunderstand. This isn't a question of fear, but rather whether it's worth doing. And of course, I'm not referring to whetheryou</> think it's worth it."
The disheveled man said nothing. He drained the beer in his bottle in one gulp, then took out another can, opened it, and continued drinking by himself.
Yang Haoran paused for a moment, then continued to speak, "I'm not afraid of taking action against members of the Demon Hunter Association, but if they're killed, it's fine if it's not exposed. However, once exposed, the trouble will be immense. You, on the other hand, don't care, because you can just run away anytime. But how am I supposed to run?"
"Kill them all, and naturally, it won't be exposed. " The disheveled man took a swig of beer, a cold glint flashing in his eyes as he spoke.
"That's not necessarily true. There are countless arts and methods in this world. Are you so sure that none of your targets to be slain possess such methods? " Yang Haoran asked with a smile.
The disheveled man glanced at Yang Haoran, then said, "When you attacked me back in the ancient tomb in Stone Forest Town, why weren't you so hesitant and cautious then?"
Yang Haoran merely smiled, not answering the disheveled man's question.
"I know you want to raise the price. Tell me, how much will it take for you to make a move? " the disheveled man asked.
"Heh, look at you. It's not about money or no money. It's about some issues I absolutely must clarify, isn't it? That way, it's good for everyone. Besides, what if these Demon Hunters you're going after don't actually have Demon Pills? Wouldn't I be taking a huge loss by risking my neck? " Yang Haoran said with a beaming smile.
"Don't beat around the bush and waste time. Just be straightforward and tell me how much more. " the disheveled man asked, somewhat impatiently.
Yang Haoran, however, didn't mind the disheveled man's attitude in the slightest. The smile on his face didn't falter. He chuckled, "Let's not talk about how much more money for now. First, tell me exactly how many people there are and what their strength is. If I don't even clarify these things and immediately agree to help you, I dare to say that, but would you dare to believe it?"
This time, the disheveled man fell silent again.
Yang Haoran took a sip of tea, and chuckled, "If you want me to help you, you must at least make the situation of your opponents clear to me. That way, I can make preparations. If you speak ambiguously, not only will you get me killed, but you might even fall there yourself. Think about it, isn't that true?"
As his words fell, Yang Haoran picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea, then waited for the disheveled man's next words.
Perhaps it was because the disheveled man was anxious, or perhaps he had understood the logic. As Yang Haoran gently set down his teacup, he spoke.
"Based on my understanding, there are five opponents in total. Among them, two are stronger than me, and three are weaker than me. If I were to face all five of them alone at once, I would absolutely have no chance of winning. But with your participation, the situation will be different."
Upon hearing that there were five Demon Hunters on the other side, the smile on Yang Haoran's face instantly changed, turning from a beaming grin to a wry smile.
"Big brother, you think too highly of me! Five Demon Hunters, two of whom are stronger than you. If the two of us just charge in, how much chance of victory do you think we'll have? " Yang Haoran asked with a wry smile.
Hearing this, the disheveled man turned his gaze to Bai Xue, who was sitting beside them.
"Isn't she here too? Her strength has improved greatly since the Stone Forest Town incident. Although she's still no match for me, she's much stronger than those three weaker Demon Hunters. With her coming along, she'll definitely be a great help to us."
When Bai Xue heard the disheveled man say her strength was still inferior to his, her expression beneath her mask changed. She said coldly, "If it weren't for the special circumstances just now, you'd already be a corpse. So don't boast shamelessly here."
"I can tell you have powerful trump cards you haven't used yet, but since you possess such trump cards, do you think I don't? " the disheveled man asked.
"Alright then, how about we go out and compare again? The kind where it's to the death? " Bai Xue retorted coldly.
It was clear that Bai Xue was quite vindictive. Judging by her words and actions at this moment, the anger she felt towards the disheveled man hadn't been fully vented.
The disheveled man naturally wouldn't actually go out and fight Bai Xue again at this moment. Facing Bai Xue's fury, he chose to remain silent.
Yang Haoran, however, intervened at just the right moment to stop Bai Xue. He smiled and waved his hand at Bai Xue. Bai Xue, who had been about to speak again, said nothing further, letting out a cold huff before closing her mouth.
After stopping Bai Xue, Yang Haoran turned his gaze back to the disheveled man, then spoke with a smile, "Actually, there was still a problem with your assessment of Bai Xue just now. Putting aside whose strength between the two of you is greater or lesser, I'm talking about how your Demon Hunters' Star Spirit Power has a strong suppressive effect on demons' Demon Qi. If we bring Bai Xue along to face five Demon Hunters, her situation could become quite dangerous."
Upon hearing Yang Haoran's words, Bai Xue became somewhat displeased. She was about to speak, but Yang Haoran seemed to have anticipated this, stopping her with a timely glance.
The disheveled man saw all of this. He understood Yang Haoran's intention, and so he spoke, "It's still the same as before. Just name your price increase. Don't waste our time."
Hearing this, Yang Haoran immediately shed his previous wry smile. The smile on his face once again became kind and cordial.
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