Han Ning shook his head.
"I don't want to join any organization for now. Let's try another approach. We cooperate. You provide me with your organization's official intelligence on some of the 'Loose Cultivators' in Ludao City, and I'll go find them myself."
"If I run into any evil types, we'll split the loot sixty-forty. I get sixty percent, you get forty. How does that sound?"
'Joining an official organization would undoubtedly bring all sorts of trouble his way, and his freedom would be restricted. That was something Han Ning could not tolerate.'
"This..."
Xie Mingke's slender hands held her coffee cup as she fell silent.
Han Ning understood what she was thinking. Even if it was a covert partnership, leaking official intelligence was a serious crime.
They had only met by chance, their relationship maintained solely by a Spiritual Contract. It was only normal for her to feel conflicted.
But Han Ning didn't want to wait any longer.
