A Healer’s Journey

“Even the world’s top assassin groups have an unwritten rule... They will steadfastly carry out their mission, even if their
employer dies.”
The corner of Finnegan’s mouth twitched fiercely when he heard that.
Finally, he couldn’t help but swear, “D*mn it! What the hell is going on?”
He was thinking about finding and eliminating the employer so that the assassin organization would give up once they lost their
client.
Unexpectedly, even if the employer passed away, the assassin organization would not cancel the mission.
Reynard gave a bitter smile. “That’s why I said you’re going to be in a lot of trouble. But don’t be too pessimistic. Once you find
an employer, you can ask them to cancel the order.”
If I find the employer, I’ll surely kill them. And why would the employer cancel the order, knowing they are undoubtedly doomed to
die? Finnegan said coldly, “Do you think the employer will cancel the order?”
Reynard naturally understood this principle. “But this is the only way now. Do you think you can eliminate Blood Moon?”
If Blood Moon were to be taken out, even if the employer didn’t withdraw the bounty, no one else would dare to carry out the task
anymore.
Reynard’s unintentional remark sparked a light in Finnegan’s eyes. “Rey, I need you to do three things for me. Firstly, make
every effort to identify who the employer is. Secondly, track down Cameron’s whereabouts as soon as possible. I want to
eliminate this threat first. Thirdly, set up an UnderNet account for me. I have some things I want to handle,” Finnegan said.
Reynard asked, “What are you up to?”
Finnegan replied with a cold laugh, “You’ll find out soon enough. Just get me an account for UnderNet right away.”
After finishing his words, Finnegan hung up the phone and returned to his room.
Bernice was busy putting her clothes into the wardrobe.
Seeing him return, Bernice’s cheeks flushed as she asked, “Why is your wardrobe so empty?”

Aside from a few sets of clothes, the two large wardrobes in the cloakroom are empty.
Finnegan shook off his worries and walked over to help Bernice hang up her clothes. “I don’t have any particular demands for
what I wear. As long as I have a few sets of clothes to rotate through, I’m good.”
As he spoke, he bent down to open a suitcase. “So, these two wardrobes are all for you... D*mn! Darling, do you have this type
of clothing as well? How come I’ve never seen it before?”
It was a thin lace garment.
Even though Bernice had not yet worn it in front of him, Finnegan could already imagine the immense thrill and temptation it
would bring him when she did,
Bernice’s face turned even redder, and she quickly closed her suitcase. “Go away! I can unpack by myself.”
Finnegan chuckled. “Darling, am I fortunate enough to see you wear it tonight?”
“Ah! No more talking. Get out of here!”
In a classic case of actions speaking louder than words, Bernice, blushing profusely, pushed Finnegan out of the room.
As the door closed, her face was so red it seemed like it could bleed. She covered her face with her hands, wishing she could
find a hole to crawl into. “Really, Mom, why did you have to bring all these things?”
At that time, Jennifer had already packed for her. Without checking, Bernice had the housekeepers load everything into the car.
She would never have brought them if she knew those alluring garments were there.
After being chased out, Finnegan could only laugh helplessly. “It seems there’s still a long way to go before I can get my wife to
let her guard down!”
Right then, he received a message from Reynard.
It was a website, a string of code, and an account.
Squinting his eyes, Finnegan walked into the study next door, turned on the computer on the desk, and entered the website on
the internet browser.

The page switched to an entirely black screen with an input box in the center.
Finnegan input the string of code, and the page was subsequently redirected to a website with a simple layout.
This is UnderNet! Finnegan navigated to the task issuance window from the main page.
There, he could see all sorts of reward tasks.
There were those who were looking for someone, those seeking collaboration, and some with special requests, such as seeking
medical help.
Finnegan simply ignored all of that and pulled up a bounty for a murderer he had found.
When he clicked into in, the content he saw was simple.
The content read: Kill a person from Loang, and a bounty of one billion is yours. Claimants can directly contact customer service
for confirmation.
Then, it was displayed at the bottom that Blood Moon had claimed it.
Aside from that, there was no other information. The publisher was simply an avatar with no name and no code.
Swearing inwardly, he scrolled to the top of the page and directly clicked the button to post a task.
He typed: A billion-dollar reward for the location of Blood Moon’s headquarters!
Afterward, he clicked the confirmation button.
Immediately, a customer service window popped up.
A message came through, unsure if it was from a person or a robot. The message read: Please proceed with the transfer as
instructed. Only after confirmation will the task be posted in the hall.
Finnegan chuckled coldly. “Rey, thank you for your reminder!”
He decided that if he couldn’t persuade the employer to cancel the order once he found him, then he would eliminate Blood
Moon once and for all.

So, without the slightest hesitation, Finnegan transferred one billion as per the instructions.
Once someone provided Blood Moon’s address and UnderNet confirmed its accuracy, the commission would be deducted. The
remainder would then be directly transferred to the person who accepted the task.
After completing those actions, Finnegan returned to the main lobby.
He was planning to exit UnderNet, but then he noticed a peculiar window. “How about I post one too?”