"The Bay of Pigs… has Night Family Clan?" Fang Yuan looked at the goat-skin scroll in his hands and smiled.
In his wallet was a bunch of new notes—the reward that Black Jack had paid in advance.
The profiteer knew what Fang Yuan really wanted. Although he was silent about the information on Spellmasters, he was generous in handing out cash.
"He's very certain… that I'm a Demon Hunter!"
Thinking about the other party's behavior from before, Fang Yuan revealed a cold smile. "Furthermore… halfway through, he was affected by another person's will and suddenly changed his mind…"
That change in attitude was truly subtle, even an old, experienced Demon Hunter might not be able to notice it.
However, Fang Yuan was different.
He was born a Dream Master. Toying with someone's mind was a common ability as if it was a natural gift. Naturally, he could immediately tell that something was wrong.