Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 73 Perissa's Phone Call

The night was dark, and only a small area was illuminated by the streetlights, the light dim and flickering.

"Logically speaking, the Zoldycks wouldn't abandon their mission," Maro said, looking down and somewhat puzzled.

Unless the task is invalidated, the employer withdraws the task, or... the employer dies.

If that's the case, how did Dorink die?

"It should be related to that phone call I received," Su Wu said casually.

They weren't super-hearing and couldn't hear what was being said on the other end of the phone from over a hundred meters away, but they could tell that Illumi had originally intended to make a move, with the Nen needles already in his hands. Only after receiving the call did that murderous aura disappear.

"...Who called him?" Maro pondered.

"Just ask Dorink himself, if he's still alive," Su Wu said casually. "It doesn't matter if he's dead or not. If you really want to know, you can just ask the Zoldyck."

Anyway, as long as they pay, Illumi will be happy to tell them the reason.

"But sir, you need money, don't you..." Maro whispered.

He has already prepared his future money for the adults, so unnecessary expenses should be omitted. He doesn't necessarily need to know the reason.

The adults were so kind to him.

"Never mind then, it's nothing important anyway." Su Wu waved her hand casually, her tone perfunctory.

Just then, a bell rang.

Maro covered the source of the sound—his pocket—his face pale.

"...Sorry...it's mine."

It's just a phone call, why are you so scared?

"Oh, go ahead and answer it." Su Wu turned around and took a few steps, seemingly unconcerned, clearly not interested in listening to the other party's call.

Maro stood there, somewhat awkwardly pulling out his phone. As he looked at the caller ID, he noticed his heart was beating unusually fast.

"Father," he whispered to the person on the other end.

The father who gave him half his blood, gave him the surname Perissa, acknowledged his status as a young master, yet allowed him to be bullied by his other brothers and sisters.

"Does Dorin's death have anything to do with you?" The person on the other end of the phone asked bluntly without any pleasantries.

Is Dorink really dead?

"...No, no," Maro answered first, then asked, "How did you die?"

The two spoke to each other in a very distant tone, not like father and son, but more like ordinary people with a bad relationship.

Even their business clients have closer relationships than they do.

"I'm not sure, but I heard that someone killed all the bodyguards and people inside the Dorink family's private residence."

"I heard you have a dispute with him. The gangster association asked me some questions." Kasim Perisha's voice was cold, as if he were talking to a subordinate.

"I know you took something with you when you left, but I didn't expect you to be someone else's lackey outside." The man's voice was devoid of emotion.

"Don't do anything to tarnish your name." He spoke coldly, as if issuing a final ultimatum.

"The lord is very good. Being his subordinate will not tarnish my name." Maro's complexion gradually returned to normal, no longer pale, but his expression became somewhat gloomy.

Even his own father would be angry if he said that.

The man on the other end of the phone stopped talking and hung up.

Maro's hand gripping his phone was bulging with veins, and his eyes were filled with gloom.

"Are you done talking?" Su Wu glanced at Maro, who seemed to be emanating black energy, and asked.

"...Hmm." Maro looked up at him with a smile that was as docile as ever, exuding an air of submissive acceptance.

"I just received news that Chief Dorink was killed by people who broke into his home."

"The person's exact identity is unclear." He couldn't wait to share what he knew.

"Identity doesn't matter. Gangsters must have offended a lot of people. It's not unusual for them to be wiped out in retaliation one day," Su Wu shrugged and said casually.

If you're involved in organized crime, how could you not have killed someone? How could you not have a few enemies?

Perhaps someone, filled with hatred, strives to become stronger and finally achieves their revenge.

Thinking about it that way, it sounds like a great novel plot.

"In that case, it makes perfect sense that the Zoldycks would abandon their mission due to the employer's death." Su Wu nodded slightly, her tone relaxed.

Although his death was a bit too coincidental, but... what does it have to do with him?

Ultimately, he is a beneficiary, so there's no need to dwell on the specifics.

"Yes! As expected, those who oppose the Lord never have a good ending." Maro looked on with a deeply convinced expression, believing that this was the fate of Dorink who opposed Su Wu.

Su Wu, who hadn't done anything: ...

Is this the thought process of a toxic, brainless fan? He's starting to understand the concept of internet traffic in the Chinese entertainment industry.

If one person is already so eloquent, imagine how much he would be praised if there were millions or tens of millions of such eloquent toxic fans.

Upon closer reflection, it's actually a sweet trouble.

"...My lord...I would like to go back to Youkexin." Maro asked hesitantly.

He has things to do, and it's time for him to do them.

"Sure, Yurubian also has a target..." Su Wu said casually.

"There aren't many expensive guys left around here." He casually flipped through the bounty photos.

The higher the bounty, the richer the criminal; the lower the bounty... the less evil the criminal is, and therefore the less rich they are.

If you're not rich enough, there's no need to waste your time looking for them.

There are also prisoners who have no appearance or anything, making them very difficult to find.

It's a waste of time, so I won't go.

Just taking the bounty doesn't seem to be enough...

Poaching mythical beasts seems to be illegal, hmm...

You could try treasure hunting and looking for historical sites. The antiques inside must be very valuable. If you come across a historical site that has never been discovered and has a lot of treasures, you could make at least 10 billion, maybe even 100 billion, after emptying it.

Or you could become a reseller...

In this world, everything of value has an aura about it. He only needs to stand in the antique market and use his six eyes to see which items are valuable.

Making a fortune is easy.

"Sure enough, I was too narrow-minded before. People who never think about how to make money are like this..." Su Wu stroked her chin thoughtfully.

"Lack of experience and common sense."

"There are countless ways to make money if you just open your mind."

He had such a smooth life. He was born into a privileged family and became famous simply because of his good looks after casually filming a cosplay video. After that, he became more and more popular.

GG only accepts clients based on his mood; he might not even accept one a month.

To put it bluntly, he's not down-to-earth enough. Plus, he's been hanging out in the anime/manga world for years and has a chuunibyou (delusional) personality, which makes him even more out of touch with reality.

That's settled then. After Maro's matter is over, let's go find the ruins.

The more money you have, the better, since the system shop should have plenty of good stuff.

Let's see if we can buy them all.

One more chapter will be posted this afternoon.

(End of this chapter)