Han Feng looked at the feverish gazes of the Lei Brothers, his mind racing.
'Two Enlightenment Realm Martial Artists.'
'A Mercenary Corps with deep roots in the underworld.'
'On the official chessboard of East Sea City, this force might just be an insignificant pawn.'
'But beneath the surface, it's a web of tentacles reaching into the city's dark corners, a source of secret intelligence.'
'I've been struggling to find the resources for Nurturing my acupoints.'
'And for the Kunlun trading convention in half a month, I desperately need more substantial "knowledge" to use as bargaining chips.'
'Relying on just the school and the military has too many restrictions.'
'Applying for any High-Level materials requires navigating layers of approval and dozens of official seals. It's far less flexible and efficient than using these local fixers who operate in the shadows.'
