He Ping left the Kane Group's headquarters looking rather grim.
He stood on the street, gazing at the bustling scene before him, yet his heart was lost in confusion.
What he had thought was a sure thing had turned out entirely differently from what he had expected.
"I never thought Wang Kun would forget every favor at the sight of profit. Phew... what a complete bastard."
Only now did he finally curse aloud.
He had done the man a considerable favor back then. Otherwise, Wang Kun might never have become a supervisor in the Kane Group's middle management.
Yet in the end, the man's greed knew no bounds. Even after He Ping agreed to find a way to scrape together another two bottles of Blueheart Serum, his conditions remained just as harsh: He Ping would only be permitted to join the fleet after two years.
Under these circumstances, the leader probably won't accept, He Ping thought. The Kane Group's arrogance truly rankled.
He did not immediately return to the Residence. Instead, he wandered aimlessly through the streets, considering his next move.
Since the Kane Group might prove a dead end, he had to seek other opportunities. It was not the only major power in Forest City. The Crimson Lightning Company, the Fighting Association, and the Alliance's Guard Army were all possibilities.
But they carried considerable risks as well.
Especially the Fighting Association and the Guard Army, the two official powers.
He knew perfectly well that Lin Sheng had long been on the authorities' wanted list. The Oath of Embers had also been classified as a cult. Though it attracted little attention, it was still not officially recognized.
"Looking at it that way, the Crimson Lightning Company seems to be the only option left. But their requirements are just as strict,