The Point of Contact

Thales shivered and coughed with sweat all over his face while gulping down his hard-earned fresh air as though he was a traveler in the desert, and the air was the precious water on the sand-filled terrain.

But Gleeward did not let him go, his grip was still so tight that it was difficult for Thales to break free.

"Really, I will pay you double the amount of what they offered, whether it is a thousand or two thousand gold coins." The fog in Thales' mind slowly cleared. As he panted, sweat continued to break out on his skin. He could breathe again, but he had no strength. "The Jadestar Royal Family is very rich, Constellation is loaded as well… For instance, the Secret Intelligence Department has estates in Dragon Clouds City worth millions…"

Gleeward raised his eyebrows. "Very good… Wait." In the next second, the man's face darkened. "You mean to ask from the King of Constellation?"