Although Shi Ziran, the Sect Leader of the Qingcha Sect, was absent, Zhou Yin was here as their representative. He was the only one who could step forward and speak for the group.
Zhou Yin cursed inwardly. 'You lot don't dare to speak, so you think I do?'
'Do you really think Captain Su wouldn't dare kill me?'
'I used up all my courage just saying those few sentences.'
'Don't you know what kind of man Su Mu is?'
'He might look approachable right now, but he could draw his blade and kill someone in the next instant.'
"Er—Captain Su, I can't speak for the others, but our Qingcha Sect is genuinely short on resources. We have no problem reporting to the East City Bureau for duty, but considering the expenses involved... I was wondering if the East City Bureau might be able to provide a small subsidy?"
Zhou Yin said, forcing himself to speak.
Su Mu remained noncommittal, his gaze simply sweeping over the crowd.
The time it took to drink a cup of tea passed quickly.
