"How much are you offering?" he asked.

"Twenty million," Jaxon replied, holding up two fingers.

"Oh? Twenty million for a mediocre martial artist?" Frost's voice remained impassive.

"This person is involved in my sister's disappearance, and may have harmed her before killing her. If you eliminate him, I'll offer more on top of the twenty million!" Jaxon's face contorted with hatred.

"I accept this contract on behalf of God's Lance," Frost said coolly. Then, his tone sharpened, "You must ensure the information is accurate. Any significant inaccuracies resulting in losses to our organization will be your responsibility."

As the ace assassin of the world's third-greatest assassination organization, he operated by his own methods.

"Don't worry. The information is accurate. If not, we'll compensate," Jaxon promised, thumping his chest. "But you must act quickly. We're not relying solely on you; we're posting a bounty on the black market. If other assassins kill him first, the twenty million is forfeit."

Frost sneered. "If the target is in Lannopolis, I'll need half a day. Outside Lannopolis, less than a day. Get the money ready." He left.

"Come, let's go to the black market's trade hall," Jaxon told Elisa.

Elisa smiled. "Two plans simultaneously? Cautious, I like it."

Jaxon smiled but remained silent. Elisa's recklessness had taught him caution. He needed to eliminate Dustin quickly; otherwise, he'd become an obstacle for the Chandler family.

The black market's trade hall dealt in everything, including bounties. A large screen displayed active contracts. After a few taps, a high-reward bounty appeared at the top:

[Bounty: The life of Dustin Fox, Wyatt family outcast. Reward: 20,000,000]

It immediately attracted attention. Numerous users logged in for details. Soon, Jaxon's phone buzzed with messages from the black market:

[Star Breaker of the Seven Deaths has accepted your bounty.] [First Blade, ace assassin of Skyocean, has accepted your bounty.] [Bloodrager has accepted your bounty.]

Dozens of acceptances flooded in. Twenty million was a tempting reward. The information listed Dustin as an average, disowned member of a third-ranked family—an easy target. The bounty attracted not only assassination organizations but also martial artists seeking thrills.

Elisa was thrilled at the numerous acceptances. "Even if they can't kill him, they'll tire him out!" she exclaimed happily. "Once Frost attacks, he'll be helpless!"

Elisa clapped, praising Jaxon's resourcefulness. The thought of Dustin's despair filled her with satisfaction.