"Good, I understand. Your intelligence is very useful to me. At dawn today, you'll receive the bonus you deserve at the usual place."
Jiang Yuheng spoke each word clearly, but his eyes remained fixed on the information sheet respectfully offered by the black-robed man behind him.
"Thank you, Lord Frost Dragon Butterfly. I knew that working with you would be the luckiest thing imaginable."
The black-robed man was overjoyed. Although he knew that Jiang Yuheng's payouts were frighteningly generous, he was still deeply stunned when he saw the amount on the list.
One million Gold Soul Coins.
Even the most elite nobles of the Sun Moon Empire would find it difficult to value intelligence at such a price.
Jiang Yuheng said slowly, "We're only each taking what we need."
"I remember saying this back when I was in the Sun Moon Empire: money is just a useful string of numbers in my eyes. All I need is to receive the best reward at the most suitable time."
The black-robed man clearly agreed.
In some ways, compared to working with those cunning nobles, it was better to deal with a selfish but utterly sincere businessman.
After a brief chat, the black-robed man cupped his hands and took his leave. He seriously promised that if he obtained any more definite intelligence, he would deliver it to Jiang Yuheng at the first opportunity.
He wanted not only to show his sincerity but also to establish a long-term partnership.
Jiang Yuheng nodded.
Only after the man had completely left did he activate Lan Ya and inform Wang Dong'er and Huo Yuhao, who were stationed in two other cities far away, that the Holy Spirit Cult and the Sun Moon Empire had already begun to clash.
"Although you told me this a long time ago,