The next day, Zhao Ya arrived at the Escort Agency early as usual. He planned to make a round, see the Chief Escort, and head home to train if there was nothing to do.
But as soon as he entered the back courtyard, he heard someone speaking inside the room.
"Chief Escort Meng, the terms our House Hong has offered are proof enough of our sincerity. I hope you'll make your decision soon. The situation is growing more chaotic by the day, and bandits are running rampant beyond the city walls."
"Even with the reputation your Prosperity Escort Agency has earned, it'll be difficult to stay out of this. You'd be better off joining House Hong's side outright. That way, you might still carve out a sliver of hope for yourselves in these troubled times."
The speaker was evidently a gifted orator. He spoke at length, his words brimming with persuasive force.
Standing in the courtyard, Zhao Ya's heart stirred at the sound.
As one of the Inner City's three great families, House Hong wielded considerable power. It had once been the Prosperity Escort Agency's biggest client, too.
From what he had just heard, it was clear that House Hong hoped to bring the Prosperity Escort Agency into its fold.
This matter concerned the future of the entire agency and was closely tied to Zhao Ya himself, so he pricked up his ears, eager to learn the Chief Escort's stance.
After a moment of silence, Meng Lei spoke.
"Thank you, Master Hong, for your kind invitation. But our Prosperity Escort Agency has no intention of joining any faction. We only want to earn our living through our own abilities, so... I hope you'll understand."
"Very well. Since Chief Escort Meng is determined to refuse, we won't press the matter any