Brother Bi handed over the file.
The young man didn't even look at it, instead he gazed at Pei Jinye with great interest, "Do you like that sword? Want to join us?"
Brother Bi couldn't help but look up, "Bro, isn't it a bit underhanded to poach people right in front of us?"
The young man looked up, his smile carried a chill, "Prison Number Three welcomes anyone with talent. Your current deputy leader was talent that I nurtured myself."
Zhou Ye couldn't help but glance at Brother Bi.
Brother Bi gave a sheepish smile.
This guy didn't look very old, but he sure was arrogant.
"Thanks for the kind offer, senior, but I have no such plans at the moment," Pei Jinye declined politely.
The other party didn't seem to mind, just nodded slightly, "Don't delay on the road. Our people can only escort you to the border. The guy in the container will be unconscious for six hours, which should be ample time for you to get him settled..."
"Thank you."
Pei Jinye nodded.
