Commander of the Jinyiwei Office.
Lin Lang lounged back in his chair. "Cheng Shifei, how does it feel to be in the Jinyiwei?"
Cheng Shifei's face brimmed with excitement. "Being in the Jinyiwei is fantastic."
He had never been so happy.
Not only did he receive a monthly salary, but every so often, he also received a regular allowance of unknown origin. He even got twenty percent off at the Fragrant Pavilion, the most popular establishment in Capital City.
Even when he went to dine at some of Capital City's restaurants, the proprietors would come over of their own accord to offer a pot of wine or a couple of dishes. It was a pleasure he had never experienced in his thirty years of life.
The only drawback was that the Jinyiwei forbade gambling. The Silver Hook Gambling House paid the Jinyiwei money every month too, so why couldn't it offer twenty percent off his losses, just like the Fragrant Pavilion?
But he had only gambled before in hopes of winning enough to feast and live well. Now he could do that without gambling.
And all of this was because Lin Lang had recruited him into the Jinyiwei.
"As long as you like it." Lin Lang pointed at the chair before him. "Sit."
"I heard that when the Eastern Depot and Western Depot's Depot Chiefs clashed with the Jinyiwei a while ago, you handled it all. Didn't they try to recruit you?"
Cheng Shifei put on an air of unwavering loyalty. "I swear to follow you to the death, Commander. How could I waver?"
He wouldn't dare betray him anyway. There was a Gu Worm Lin Lang had planted inside him.
Still, he was no longer a newcomer to the Jianghu, and had learned a great deal about its affairs.