"So, they came looking for me to invite me to join White Mist?"
Ten minutes later, as he watched the police cars swiftly handle the scene and the overpass being closed off, Lu Sheng sat in the sedan, speechless as he held the contract in his hand.
"To be precise, yes. They were very sincere and must have thoroughly assessed your own talent and potential," Huang Ya said helplessly.
Lu Sheng glanced at the contract still stained with blood. Many parts had been rubbed to pulp, while others had been dyed red with blood, making the writing impossible to read. Yet in the portions he could make out, the very first clause clearly stated an annual payment of one hundred million Republican Currency.
"Forget it. I won't think about that. Since White Mist can offer better terms—"
Before Lu Sheng could finish, Huang Ya immediately nodded.
"Rest assured. We have already consulted the Elder in the sect. Your annual share will likewise be raised to one hundred million!"
This was no small sum. Even for the deep-pocketed Moving Mountain Sect, it would require mobilizing the interest chains of numerous industries in various places. Only after everything had been redistributed could such a large piece of the pie be carved out and given to Lu Sheng.
"That'll do." Lu Sheng nodded.
The car continued onward. About ten minutes later, the sedan slowly stopped outside the residential complex where Wang Dong currently lived.
Lu Sheng got out, waved behind him with his suitcase in hand, and walked into the complex.
The buildings in the complex were rather old, but the sanitation was fairly good. Overall, it was clean.
Some of the vehicles parked out in the open were not high-end brands, but there were quite a few mid-range ones. Clearly, the residents