"Cooperation? If it's for capturing bounties, there's no need. I can handle it alone."
Kakuzu assumed they were trying to freeload off him. However, since he had failed to immediately take down the two of them when they exchanged blows earlier, the other party was taking the initiative to offer him a way out.
Besides, this was a bounty venue. Causing trouble here could easily get him blacklisted.
"I think you've misunderstood. With our financial resources, we're not reduced to running around everywhere searching for prey."
As he watched the other party carefully place the head behind him, Kakuzu's obsession with money was clear, but it could not be denied that he was a genius in certain respects.
"What if I hired you as a financial adviser?"
"Of course, the pay will satisfy you."
After speaking, Muzan held out a hand, signaling for Kakuzu to come closer so he could whisper something to him.
Kakuzu had been confident that no one could kill him, but after hearing what Muzan said, his eyes abruptly widened.
"Is what you said true?!"
"Absolutely."
The price offered by the other party truly tempted him. Looking at the heads behind him again, he suddenly found them far less appealing.
He loved money! He believed money was omnipotent, and that one simply could not live without it. That was why he took on tasks so frantically, all to earn more money. What Muzan had placed before him was a generous road to riches.
"Once things over there settle down, I'll notify you to come over. And if you perform well, you can even receive shares."
This was the salary Muzan offered him. With the war continuing, the Blood Typing Machine had become extremely popular, earning Muzan more than enough money. He now had money to spend