Zhu Shichang took a leisurely sip of his tea, his small eyes narrowing as he nodded.
"Xiufen is right! The way I see it, if we're going to hire someone, it has to be a master from one of the Three Great Sects! I'm talking about the Taiyuan Sect, the Profound Sound Sect, and the Cangyun Sect. With names like those, what gang in the entire Cangzhou Territory would dare show any disrespect?"
Yin Rong gave a bitter smile, shaking his head with a sigh. "Son-in-law, it's not that I don't understand your logic. But masters from the Three Great Sects are lofty figures, practically untouchable. How could a family of merchants like us ever hope to make such a connection?"
Yin Rong had been in Cangzhou for some time now, having opened a textile business, so he had naturally heard of the Three Great Sects.
But while he had accumulated some modest wealth, he was utterly insignificant compared to the members of the Three Major Sects.
