"What price must I pay?"
Yan Wu's voice was extremely low, ensuring that the old monster in the dark could hear him.
Once the young master of Divine Fist Manor, he had encountered martial artists at the pinnacle of their prowess, capable of hearing the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies within ten zhang.
"You're quite good, there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world."
Zhou Yi secretly raised his assessment of Yan Wu by a notch and spoke slowly, "This old man needs you to join the Jinyiwei, climb your way up by any means possible, and become an officer managing a thousand households!"
An officer of the Jinyiwei managing a thousand households held the intelligence of an entire prefecture, and while the official rank was lower than that of an inspector, the power was not much less.
"Senior wishes to control the Imperial Court?"
Yan Wu speculated on the old monster's intentions, to keep his life and gain more benefits.
