Young Master Dongming said earnestly, "Things haven't been easy for me either. I still owe you a hundred Profound Yellow Essences. Besides, those bastards have all prepared their ransoms. If there's ransom to be made, why not take it? I don't know how many people have their eyes on this business. They just don't have the means this fellow daoist does."
Xu Yi said, "I have no problem with it. Whoever cultivates a client, whoever gets the commission. Whoever makes a contribution, I'll give them a cut too. Things aren't easy for any of us. Like I said, we'll all make money together with Profound Yellow Essence."
Tang Heng felt uneasy. Young Master Dongming surely knew the clients in his own pocket, but Tang Heng might not know the big clients Young Master Dongming had in his grasp.
He sent Xu Yi a mental message. "Brother, hear me out. I think Young Master Dongming's claiming he wants to join us in business, but really, he wants to shelter under your protection. If he stays by your side, with your abilities, he'll never have to worry about getting robbed again."
Xu Yi knew what Tang Heng was worried about and sent a mental message back. "Regardless, we've already signed the Seven Ghosts Nail Head Book. It's not as if we can take it back now."
After sending the message, he said loudly, "All right, let's get moving."
Young Master Dongming asked Xu Yi for a cloak. Since they were about to do dirty work, he had to protect his reputation too.
Now all three of them were cloaked. Anyone who saw them knew they were no good, and the cultivators along the way were more eager to avoid them than the approaching Cangming Smoke.
"Southeast. Ye Feiyan. He's a big shot."