"There is nothing in particular that we require of you," Zhuang Yifang said. "We've already heard about the repairs you're making to the shelters. Many of our brothers within the sect are willing to lend you a hand."
Only then did Yue Mingxuan's expression soften somewhat.
If he wanted to restore those buildings now, manpower was absolutely essential. Yet manpower was precisely what he lacked the most.
Though he had several factions under his name, not one of them specialized in force or possessed a large number of people.
If the Beggars' Sect was willing to help, then naturally, there could be nothing better.
"I suppose there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. If you have any other conditions, you might as well state them all at once," Yue Mingxuan said.
He knew that Zhuang Yifang would not have proposed such a partnership just like that, so there had to be another motive behind it.
