Sang Hong seemed to have already foreseen all of this. “Who wants us dead?” He asked, his expression still calm.

Ding Run shook his head. “I was praising Lord Sang for knowing the ropes a second ago. Why are you asking such a childish question now? You know the rules in my line of work. How could I possibly leak out any information about my employer?”

Sang Hong said indifferently, “I’ll give you some extra cash.”

Ding Run stared silently at him.

Zu An almost burst out laughing. He didn’t expect the usually serious Sang Hong to be so good at cracking such dry jokes.

“You’re really putting me in a tight spot.” Ding Run walked around in a circle, scratching his head. He was clearly working through some internal conflicts.

A while later, he asked, “How much extra are we talking about?”

Off to the side, Zheng Dan smiled. This fellow really was worthy of his reputation as a Cash Warrior.

Sang Hong replied, “Ten thousand taels, just for a name.”

Ding Run seemed...