"Sir, this isn't about money! Our grudge with the Storm Mercenary Group runs deep. We will not cooperate with them!"
Hearing Ye Yan's offer, which treated money as though it were nothing,
Luo Bu's tone unconsciously became less resolute.
Four hundred thousand gold coins!
Even his mercenary group's annual net profit might not be that high.
After all, his mercenary group had to reward its members with gold coins for completing missions.
But when he thought of the irreconcilable hatred between his father and the Storm Mercenary Group,
Luo Bu still extinguished that thought.
"Sir, there is no need to say anything more. We will not agree."
"Four hundred thousand gold coins!"
Upon hearing that number, Luo Bu froze slightly. He unconsciously swallowed, opened his mouth as if to say something, yet no sound came out for a long while.
Four hundred thousand gold coins for merely surveying some terrain was already an extremely generous reward.
But he, Luo Bu, could not possibly bow to money...
The emotions in Luo Bu's eyes fluctuated before finally settling.
"Sir, your reward is generous enough. If there are not enough hands, our Sand Mercenary Group can hire more mercenaries."
"We guarantee that we can find it within a year—no, within ten months."
"Too long."
Ye Yan still shook his head. It was still far too long.
As for Luo Bu's claim that the two mercenary groups could not cooperate, it only meant the money and benefits offered had not yet been enough to overcome his reservations.
And Ye Yan happened to be someone who did not lack money.
The assets he carried on him now might not even be possessed by a Dou Emperor.
Even in terms of strength, he could suppress Luo Bu, not to mention Ye Lin.
"Sir, our speed is