The woman hesitated, then sat down at a nearby table, looking irritated as she blurted out, "What exactly do you want?"
Last time, the fourth squad was making arrests in a tavern."
Wu Heng came in to gather intelligence, acquiring some news from her.
Even though no one knew, she did not want to get involved.
Provision of intelligence to guards and professional squads could incur the wrath of freelance mercenaries and some gangs.
And then she would no longer be able to work in the tavern.
"This is your share from last time." A money bag was stuffed into her hand from under the table.
Bella, feeling the hefty money bag in her hand, her eyes widened in surprise.
"What...what are you talking about?"
"The bounty from the last intelligence you provided. No one knows, don't worry," whispered Wu Heng, leaning in close.
Someone had noticed this exchange.
A gaze came their way, followed by a shout, "Bella! What's wrong?"
