C932 The Internal Conflict of the Killer Group

In the halls of the Silver Palace, the Great Elder Ba Yingyao slammed his hand down on the table, his voice filled with anguish.

"Hall Master Mo, do you have any idea how much money and resources we pour into training a five-star assassin, not to mention the time it takes?"

"I suggested we negotiate with Zhang Xing, but you wouldn't hear of it. You were too concerned with saving face