"Keep up the good work, and you'll be well-rewarded in the future."
Wu Dao casually made an empty promise and waved a hand, dismissing Zhao Jianji.
Once Zhao Jianji was out of earshot, Wu Dao's expression turned cold. He turned to Shi Kui and asked,
"You mentioned that Qi Canghai has a master I should be wary of. What's his level of strength?"
"Ten thousand taels. That's the price at the merchant association as well."
Shi Kui corked his wine gourd and replied in an icy, emotionless voice. He was less like a man and more like a machine.
Wu Dao gave a wry smile and nodded in agreement.
'So it was true—he was all about the money.'
However, he liked dealing with people like that.
Because he certainly wasn't short on money.
