Yang Wudi's enthusiastic display and the accompanying words had all been rehearsed beforehand.
The Speed Clan's survival was precarious. Once the Breaking Clan joined the Golden Saber Shop, the two would no longer be brotherly factions, and the Breaking Clan would probably stop supporting the Speed Clan.
Bai He was shrewd, of course. The fairness and impartiality within the Golden Saber Shop were no act; they had all seen it for themselves.
With a faction that treated its own fairly, and Qin Yuan personally extending the invitation, the Speed Clan would not be treated poorly in the future.
After all, on its own, the Speed Clan was merely a small clan that struggled even to put food on the table.
Their speed naturally gave them an advantage in gathering intelligence. But without a powerful protector, meddling in intelligence was nothing short of seeking their own deaths.
Once they became affiliated with a major faction, that advantage would finally have room to shine. With someone sheltering them, his clan would soon be able to earn merit and establish itself.
Delighted, Bai He hurried to declare his position. "Greetings, Mr. Qin. Our Speed Clan is willing to join the Golden Saber Shop. All I ask is that you let our clansmen have enough food and warm clothing."
"However, I have a presumptuous request. I would like to know how strong you are, Mr. Qin. Our Speed Clan excels at gathering intelligence. The stronger you are, the more kinds of intelligence we can obtain."
"As long as I know your strength, I can decide which areas our clansmen should focus on and provide you with a steady stream of intelligence."
Qin Yuan first acknowledged Bai He's attitude. "Clan Head Bai He, your attitude toward your work is heartening. However, you are mistaken about