An Yiqing listened and let out a cold snort.
"Jinyin City is Xuanjin's main city. The Poison Medicine Sect will definitely invest heavily there. If we rush in blindly, we might run into resistance. My suggestion is to first suppress the Poison Medicine Sect's economic assets—throw them into chaos and force their attention over here. Then we draw the tiger away from the mountain and hit them where they're unprepared."
Gu Yelin answered on the other end of the line, "That's exactly what I was thinking. Mr. Wu wants to ask for your help—after all, Xuanjin Yulong is very powerful."
An Yiqing arched her brows, her eyes curving as she smiled like a little fox. "I can help, sure. But what's in it for me?"
Gu Yelin laughed softly, his laughter full of indulgence.
"Little money-grubber, I've already secured it for you. Eighty percent of the Poison Medicine Sect's assets will all go to you."
