The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

Just as Su Jin was about to rush forward without hesitation, a small, fair hand steadily pressed down on his arm.

Su Yaoyao stepped forward, her demeanor composed.

She gave the abacus a crisp flick.

"Click".

A clear sound.

The one-eyed leader was taken aback by Su Yaoyao's sudden action and pulled the fire tumbler back in.

"You little brat, you're about to die, and you're still settling scores?"

The one-eyed man grinned maliciously, thinking that the two men were probably scared out of their wits.

Su Yaoyao looked up, her gaze sharp, at the one-eyed man.

There was not a trace of fear in his eyes.

"What's wrong with me doing some accounting?"

Su Yaoyao curled her lip, her tone disdainful.

"You bunch of blood-dripping guillotines, you're doing business that puts your heads on the line."

"I'm asking you, how much silver does that general pay you a month?"

The one-eyed man was taken aback by the question, and his brows furrowed.

What's going on in this little girl's head?

Is now the time to discuss salary?

"What, are you still keeping it a secret from me?"

Su Yaoyao moved the abacus beads, making a clicking sound.

"I'd guess, at most five taels of silver?"

"It's still a laborer who gets meals but not accommodation, and has to pay for his own wound medicine if he gets injured."

The fat on the one-eyed man's face twitched.

His heart skipped a beat. How could this girl know so much about their treatment?

The general was indeed cold-hearted; he only offered them this amount and never mentioned any compensation.

"You don't know anything!"

The one-eyed man gritted his teeth, "We serve our lord for a greater cause!"

"The greater good?"

Su Yaoyao couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard such a ridiculous joke.

"Can righteousness put food on the table? Can righteousness replace the half of your leg that was cut off at the border with gold?"

"Or do you mean that after you die, the General will take you and your orphaned mother into his mansion and provide for them properly?"

Each question struck at the assassin's most vulnerable spot.

The assassins surrounding them, exuding murderous intent, unconsciously lowered their long swords slightly.

Yes.

Although they are top assassins, what kind of lives do they lead on a daily basis?

They lived in dark and damp shacks, ate only coarse food, and could only hide away to heal their wounds when injured.

If the mission fails, they will not be protected by the general, but will be silenced.

"Total destruction?"

Su Yaoyao's lips curled into a playful smile as she kicked open the lid of the gunpowder barrel beside her feet.

Looking at the dark powder inside, her voice was clear and strong.

"Has your lord paid for your social insurance and housing fund?"

"If it explodes today, who among you will get your retirement money?"

"If he is seriously injured during a mission, will he be reimbursed for medical expenses?"

This string of words was like a foreign language to the assassin.

However, the sense of security and safety, like poison, frantically seeped into their minds.

"Your current treatment isn't even comparable to that of interstellar transport robots!"

Su Yaoyao seized the opportunity and stepped onto the edge of the powder keg.

She exuded confidence, her peach blossom eyes gleaming.

"Since you're working so hard, why not find a real sugar daddy?"

"Follow me, the young lady! Your base salary will triple!"

"Double salary at the end of the year, meals and accommodation included, full set of high-quality equipment provided, full reimbursement for injuries!"

"If you accidentally die in battle someday, the compensation will go to your family, ensuring they'll have enough to eat and drink for the rest of their lives!"

"How much did those corrupt officials pay you? I, the Crown Princess, will pay three times that amount to buy your lives!"

"You can figure this out yourselves, right?"

The square was completely silent.

The wind stopped.

The assassins, gripping their poisoned blades, exchanged glances, each seeing the wavering in the other's eyes.

Compared to their treatment, the treatment the general gave them was nothing but a pile of dog shit.

The mysterious young girl in front of me offered conditions that seemed like those of a celestial being.

Although I can't understand it, it sounds very sophisticated and reassuring!

"Boss...really, you'll reimburse me in full?"

The one-eyed man waved the tinderbox in his hand, his murderous aura vanishing without a trace, replaced by an undisguised desire.

"If you can heal my leg, my life is yours!"

Su Yaoyao waved her hand confidently.

"We'll not only treat you, we'll also equip you with the best steel prosthetic limbs!"

"If you lay down your knives today, all these cartloads of gunpowder and refined iron will be mine!"

"Not only will you not die, you'll be able to go out for drinks and meat tomorrow with your advance wages!"

"Who would turn down money in this lifetime?"

"Choosing the wrong company is a mistake; choosing the right company is your chance to change your fate!"

One-Eyed Dragon took a deep breath.

He looked at the boxes of gunpowder and refined iron that gleamed coldly in the night.

He then looked around at his brothers.

He threw away the tinderbox in his hand.

Clang!

The sound of long swords being sheathed echoed repeatedly.

The one-eyed man knelt on one knee, his voice hoarse but firm.

"To hell with the general! As long as the boss feeds us, we brothers are the sharpest knives in his hands!"

"Hello, boss!"

Dozens of assassins knelt down in unison, their voices deafening.

Su Yaoyao put away the abacus, a sly smile flashing in her eyes.

She looked at the group of top special forces soldiers, then at the refined iron and gunpowder.

This is a huge profit!

"I've got the refined iron and gunpowder, hehe."

Su Yaoyao turned her head and looked at the younger men who were helping to pack the supplies.

A dangerous smirk appeared on his lips.

"General, I, the Crown Princess, will accept all the wealth you have painstakingly accumulated."

"For the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, I'll prepare a super big surprise for you, like a Gatling gun."

"I hope that your mental fortitude won't disappoint me too much when the time comes."

The fire at Black Wind Stronghold gradually died down.

A dozen or so large carriages slowly drove away into the night, carrying the disguised assassin squad and ten carts of military raw materials, heading deep into the palace.

Su Jin, wearing a black burlap sack, would occasionally hop a couple of times with a smooth, bouncy moonwalk.

Listening to my sister's ambitious words just now, although I found them absurd, a glimmer of anticipation actually rose in my heart.

It feels much more interesting than the games I played before.

This younger sister is truly capable of causing a major upheaval.

And he seems to be heading down a new path he never imagined.

The moon gradually disappeared.

The team, laden with their spoils, disappeared into the thick of night.

Su Yaoyao sat at the front of the carriage, twirling a gunpowder barrel lid in her hand.

He mentally calculated the materials in his hand, then glanced in the direction of the palace.