"That's right, Chief. Whoever dares harbor disloyal thoughts, I, Old Wang, will never let him off," said an old man angrily from the first seat below Liu Jinyi on his left.
"Disloyal thoughts? Wang Heng, aren't you pinning rather too big a label on us? We merely want to part on good terms. We came today to make things clear with the chief. I've been with the Transcendent Immortal Escort Agency for over thirty years. Back when the old chief was still here, he helped me a great deal, which was how I reached the position of deputy chief. Would I say this if there were any other way? Chief, right now, not only is the Swift Sword Sect watching us like a tiger eyeing its prey, but other sects are also making unusual moves. For the Liu Family's sake, parting with wealth to avert disaster is a way to protect yourselves," said Jiang He, sitting opposite Wang Heng.
"How fine that sounds, parting with wealth to avert disaster. Isn't it simply that you, Jiang He, cling to life and fear death?" A middle-aged man beside Wang Heng sneered.
"Fan Rong, I'm speaking with Deputy Chief Wang. Who gave you leave to interrupt?" Jiang He glared at Fan Rong.
"I think Escort Master Fan is absolutely right. Jiang He, if the old chief hadn't taken you in back then, you'd have been a pile of bones long ago. And now, the moment the Transcendent Immortal Escort Agency runs into some difficulties, you think only of your own interests and even throw stones down the well. When you said those words just now, did you dare lay a hand on your conscience?" Wang Heng said coldly.
"Hmph!" Jiang He snorted at Wang Heng, then turned to Liu Jinyi. "Chief, we're not