Legend of Wyatt

Chapter 2751: Chapter 2751: Black Market Assassins

"Yes."

Facing the question from the Ascendant Dragon Celestial Nation’s Fourth Prince, "Judson Dragonsmith", the Golden Light Palace’s King of Golden Light, "Jay Gold", immediately nodded, then glared furiously at Leilany not far away. "It was her!"

Hearing this, Judson Dragonsmith followed Jay Gold’s line of sight with a face full of anger as well.

Only, the instant he saw Leilany, his expression suddenly changed in a flash...

"It’s her?!"

Now, whether it was Judson Dragonsmith, or the old man behind him, both of their faces completely changed the instant they saw Leilany.

Although, because Leilany was wearing a veil and a gauze hat, they couldn’t see her face clearly.

In fact, they had never seen Leilany before.

But they had heard of this exact outfit of hers more than once, so the moment they saw her, they were able to confirm Leilany’s "identity"...

"Your Highness Fourth Prince?"

The change in Judson Dragonsmith and the old man behind him when they saw Leilany was naturally noticed by Jay Gold as well. For a moment, waves of ominous premonition couldn’t help but rise in Jay Gold’s heart.

The next instant, Judson Dragonsmith’s actions confirmed the ominous premonition that had risen in Jay Gold’s heart.

"I have seen Miss Leilany."

Judson Dragonsmith cupped his hands slightly toward Leilany in greeting, his tone polite. Then he shot Jay Gold a look, turned, and left with the old man behind him.

He came quickly, and left just as quickly.

"Put away my royal father’s body properly for me... if there’s any mistake, I’ll hold you personally responsible!"

Jay Gold swept a cold gaze over the middle-aged servant at the side of the late Old King of the Golden King’s Residence. After his words fell, he too followed after Judson Dragonsmith and left.

Only the middle-aged servant was left, flustered and panicked as he cleaned up the ground covered in ice shards.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

...

A moment later, after the group of onlookers present finally came back to their senses, many of them couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath again. When they looked at Leilany once more, their gazes had undergone a complete, earth-shaking change.

"Who in the world is she?"

"Even His Highness the Fourth Prince seems rather fearful of her... and he even took the initiative to salute her."

"Even if His Highness the Thirteenth Prince were here, the Fourth Prince might not give him that kind of face... Who exactly is this white‑clothed woman? And why would she be together with the people under His Highness the Thirteenth Prince?"

...

As the crowd whispered among themselves, they were filled with curiosity about Leilany’s identity, and curious as to why Leilany would be together with the Thirteenth Prince’s subordinates.

Now, no one thought Leilany was a subordinate of the Thirteenth Prince.

What a joke!

Someone that even the Fourth Prince treated with such respect—could she possibly be under the Thirteenth Prince?

As for the curiosity of the people around her, Leilany didn’t pay the slightest attention.

The gaze shooting out from those perfect autumn eyes of hers pierced through the ice walls and landed on Wyatt Barnes within.

She could see the contortion of Wyatt Barnes’s face, she could see the violent trembling of his body, she could see the blood sliding from the corner of his mouth, forced out by his tightly clenched teeth...

"Why does it feel... a bit painful here? Why would I feel this way?"

Looking at Wyatt Barnes’s current state, worry written all over her face, one of Leilany’s hands had somehow pressed against the area over her heart. She only felt a dull ache there, yet she didn’t know why she would feel heartache, only that she felt suffocated, stifled and in pain.

Before this, she had never felt anything like this.

This was the first time in her life.

Although she was worried about Wyatt Barnes, and in her heart she wished she could suffer in his place, Leilany could also see clearly:

Her Brother Wyatt could not be disturbed right now.

So, she only watched in silence.

On the other side, Francis Bushell stood there like an iron tower, his expression stern, his gaze sweeping the surroundings, guarding Wyatt Barnes—who was encircled by four ice walls—like a "Guardian Deity".

His whole posture screamed, "Whoever dares approach, I’ll take them out!"

"I remember now!"

In the crowd, a middle-aged man who had been racking his brains suddenly let out a cry of alarm. Then, staring at Leilany, he said, "She... she’s the woman who, a year ago, killed the Campbell Family elder guarding Fourth Young Miss of the Campbell Family, ’Jenny Campbell’, on the main street of our Capital City!"

Third Young Miss of the Campbell Family!

Elder of the Campbell Family!

With the middle-aged man’s outburst, more and more people recalled the sensational incident that had rocked the entire Capital City a year ago.

A year ago, Fourth Young Miss of the Campbell Family, Jenny Campbell, tried to force a handsome man to become her ’male pet’ on the street, but was rejected...

In the end, not only was Jenny Campbell wounded by that handsome man, even the Campbell Family Elder beside her was killed by a woman at that handsome man’s side.

Afterwards, everyone thought that man and woman were nine times out of ten doomed.

Yet no one expected that a few months ago, the Campbell Family’s Third Young Miss, Annie Campbell, returned to the Capital City and, in the middle of the street, took the initiative to have her younger sister, the Campbell Family’s Fourth Young Miss, Jenny Campbell, apologize to that handsome man.

From that moment on, the people in the Capital City faintly guessed:

That handsome man and the woman beside him must have some heaven‑piercing background and were far from simple.

Otherwise, with Annie Campbell’s powerful "background", how could she possibly be so courteous and yielding to them?

"No wonder I thought that purple‑clad young man looked a bit familiar earlier... isn’t he exactly the handsome man the Campbell Family’s Fourth Young Miss Jenny Campbell had taken a fancy to before?"

An old man exclaimed in surprise.

"No wonder His Highness the Fourth Prince would be so courteous in front of this white‑clothed woman... Looks like he recognized her. And clearly, her background isn’t weak; otherwise, there’s no way His Highness the Fourth Prince would go so far as to take the initiative to salute and greet her."

"I’ve long heard that those two became friends with the Thirteenth Prince and usually live in the Thirteenth Prince’s temporary palace... Looks like it’s all true."

"Of course it’s true. Otherwise, how could the Thirteenth Prince’s subordinates be following them around?"

...

After learning that Leilany and Wyatt Barnes were the same pair who had become famous in the Capital City a year ago, those present couldn’t help sighing in amazement, and at the same time all guessed that Wyatt Barnes and Leilany’s status and background were far from simple.

After all, even the Campbell Family’s Third Young Miss, Annie Campbell, treated them with such politeness and respect.

On the other side.

"A powerful Sect from outside the Desolate Territory? A Daai Law Golden Immortal under a hundred years old? And... that woman beside him, according to what he said, is a Love Rowan Upper Immortal under a hundred?"

Along the way, the Golden Light Palace’s Jay Gold also learned from the Fourth Prince, Judson Dragonsmith, that Wyatt Barnes and Leilany came from a powerful Sect outside the Desolate Territory, and even heard that the Sect they belonged to was nine times out of ten even stronger than the Three Great Immortal Sects of the Desolate Territory!

After all, even Annie Campbell, whose background was the hardest among the Thousand Spiders Immortal Sect—one of the Three Great Immortal Sects of the Desolate Territory—would give them three points of courtesy.

"Now, you should understand why I was so courteous to that woman, right?"

Judson Dragonsmith said in a deep voice, "Prince Gold, although that woman killed the Old King... I still have to advise you: you’d best forget this hatred of your father’s murder, because it will be very hard for you to take revenge."

"And once you choose revenge, if you don’t do a clean job... not only you, even the Golden Light Palace will face a calamity of annihilation!"

By the end, Judson Dragonsmith’s tone had grown heavier and heavier.

"Many thanks for the reminder, Your Highness the Fourth Prince."

Although Jay Gold appeared meek and compliant on the surface, in his heart he had already made up his mind:

"Even if I have to pour out more than half of my Golden Light Palace’s wealth, I must hire an Immortal Lord‑level powerhouse to kill that woman and that purple‑clad young man my father wanted to kill... No matter why Father wanted him dead, since Father wanted to kill him, then I must fulfill this last wish for Father!"

Within the Desolate Territory, there is a type of killer known as "black‑market assassins".

Black‑market assassins have mysterious identities and unknown origins; no one knows who they are, only that their strength is very great and that they can kill most people in the Desolate Territory...

And among the black‑market assassins, the strongest are the Immortal Lord‑level powerhouses.

It’s said that many of the Immortal Lord‑level powerhouses among the black‑market assassins are high‑level members of the Three Great Immortal Sects of the Desolate Territory; the reason they became black‑market assassins is because:

They want to complete missions others post on the black market in order to obtain all kinds of generous rewards.

It’s entirely possible that even the Sect Leaders of the Three Great Immortal Sects of the Desolate Territory each hold an additional identity as a "black‑market assassin".

Of course, even if they really are engaged in this profession of "black‑market assassin", they would absolutely never easily expose or make it public... because that is a highly taboo matter.

Even to the people closest to them, they would not reveal that they themselves are black‑market assassins.

Black‑market assassins are considered the public enemies of all in the Desolate Territory.

Yet they remain active within the Desolate Territory; so long as you can afford the price, they can help you kill, kill anyone they are able to kill, regardless of background, regardless of origin...

To black‑market assassins, even if they kill someone with a vast background and illustrious origin, they don’t need to worry about retaliation from the powerful forces behind that person.

Because from making a move to completing the kill, they will never expose their identities.

"Pouring out more than half of my Golden Light Palace’s wealth is enough to get a black‑market assassin at the Immortal Lord level to take a job to kill a terrestrial stage Love Rowan Upper Immortal... That woman, at most, should be a terrestrial stage Love Rowan Upper Immortal."

Jay Gold thought to himself.

"However, whether she’s a terrestrial stage Love Rowan Upper Immortal or not still needs to be confirmed through the black market..."

Thinking of this, Jay Gold took the initiative to say a few words of farewell to Judson Dragonsmith and then took his leave.

After leaving, Jay Gold returned to the lodgings of their Golden Light Palace party and instructed his trusted subordinates to be responsible for the upcoming selection to be held by the Ascendant Dragon Celestial Nation’s Imperial Family.

After that, he left the Capital City of the Ascendant Dragon Celestial Nation alone, heading straight for the central region of the Desolate Territory.

The black market exists only in the three cities of the Desolate Territory’s central region.

Those three cities are each controlled by one of the Three Great Immortal Sects of the Desolate Territory.

If he wants to issue a mission to kill a Love Rowan Upper Immortal, he must personally go to one of those three cities, enter the black market, and post the mission.

At that time, the black market will first review the target and confirm the price.