"Wait, you're agreeing for me to join 'which' guild?" Jack asked.
"What?" Faithstooge was flustered.
"I want to hear you say 'which' guild you will let me join. How can I know you are not tricking me and letting me join some kind of subordinate or branch guild?"
Faithstooge's mouth twitched. This guy was truly annoying. If the guild wasn't in dire need of coins, he would have given the order to just slaughter this irritating person.
"Fine! After your work is done, we will accept you into our Corporate United guild, as an official member."
Jack gave him a wide smile. The others assumed he was happy after nailing down the deal. They heard him utter, "So you admit you are from Corporate United then?"
"What are you going at?" Faithstooge asked with a puzzled look.
"Damn! It took so long just to get you to say it. Hehe. Now we can get into the real business."
"What real business?"