Soon, Song Ping had bled from his seven orifices and was already dead.
"Master, where to next?"
Number Two casually tossed the body and the sniper rifle aside, looking at Yin Tian.
Yin Tian lowered his head and pondered for a moment before speaking, "Well, you send someone to the Li Family. Don't alert the people of Li Family, and then locate where the Li Family stores the materials for setting up the Feng Shui Array and set it on fire. Burn that place to the ground."
"However, remember to be clean with the job, and don't let the Li Family find out. Just make it look like an accidental fire."
"Yes."
Number Two answered respectfully.
Yin Tian stretched and said, "I happen to be quite tired. Take me back."
"Okay."
Number Two agreed once more.
...
The next morning.
Yin Tian received a call from Li Chang.
"Boss, last night, there was a fire at the Li Family for no reason, causing two rooms to be ignited. Everything inside was burned to ashes. Did you do it?"
"It was me."