Zhang Qianyue looked at Jiang Yan in the office with a smile.
"Brother Jiang, you truly are young and accomplished. By killing the Demon Lord this time, you cleared a menace from Tian Yuan Star. On behalf of all Tian Yuan Star, I offer you our sincerest thanks."
"This little merit was not worth mentioning." Jiang Yan stayed true to his original intent. After a perfunctory courtesy, he went straight to the point. "So, what is the reward for killing the demon?"
"What do you want?"
Zhang Qianyue answered confidently, as though anything Jiang Yan wanted could be granted.
"Just give me some money. I'm not picky." Jiang Yan spread his hands.
"Tian Yuan Star's government stipulates that anyone who participates in slaying a Demon Lord shall receive a great merit citation. Brother Jiang, have you considered an official career? With this achievement, you could rise smoothly through the ranks."
Jiang Yan shook his head. "Just give me some money, or some treasures would be fine too. Oh, right, I've been rather short on treasures that can enhance Spiritual Power lately."
Jiang Yan was practically spelling it out for him.
The corner of Zhang Qianyue's mouth twitched. It had been a long time since he had seen such a materialistic young man.
"Fine. Those who participated in killing the Demon Lord will receive a first-class merit citation. Since you have no intention of entering public service, you can only receive ten million Tian Yuan Coins as a reward."
"However, Brother Jiang, your situation is somewhat special. Pei Qin was killed by you alone. Logically speaking, ten million Tian Yuan Coins is still too little, so Old Zhang here can help you apply for some additional privileges."
"Then thank you, Director Zhang." Jiang Yan smiled.
"Hahahaha, no need to be polite.