920 He Doesn’t Care! (2/2)

Lan Ruojun smiled ruefully. ”Not bad. The boss clearly isn't concerned about this, and I would be perceived as a despicable man for even saying this… Maybe he's blatantly waiting for us to overpower him by giving us so much authority… and when that time comes, surely he'll have some sort of terrifying way to counter this and make us all docile and submissive in a single stroke.”

Shi Wuchen opened his eyes wide in surprise. ”From how I interpret your words, do you have more faith in him than I ?”

Lan Ruojun guffawed. ”Yi Tuo, in the eyes of those with wit, everything he sees is wisdom; in the eyes of those with trust, everything he sees is loyalty; but in your eyes, Yi Tuo, everything's just a pile of... It's alright, it's totally understandable and forgivable.”

Shi Wuchen took a deep breath. Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar. ”Lan Ruojun! I, Shi Wuchen, am not able to coexist with you in this time and place — we're absolutely irreconcilable!”

Before his voice could falter, he bellowed once more before wading in with a flurry of kicks and punches.

Lan Ruojun did not seem to be caught by surprise. Without missing a beat, he retaliated, lashing back at the furious man.

Within moments, they were both black and blue, swelling to the point where they did not look human.

Ren Qingkuang closed his eyes and sighed.

”With that… Do you think our leader even had to worry about us ganging up against him? So much for 'naturally' and 'definitely'... You fellows are a joke — an inevitable joke.”

His words were rewarded with a kick from each of them. ”Come over here and discuss official matters, right this instant! Can you be more serious about the matter?”

The three men discussed as they walked towards the direction of the Residence of Nine Supremes.

…

Compared to the previous occasion, Yun Yang's loot this time around was not a lot in terms of both quality and quantity, but the General Commerce League still accepted them happily.

Feng Guohai even came out to entertain him personally. He even offered to purchase the goods with at a price higher than the market's rate, but Yun Yang was having none of it. A business is a long-term engagement — one should not simply gain from a brief moment's benefit. He insisted on using a normal transaction standard.

”When… can you…” There was a glint of anticipation in Feng Guohai's eyes.

”Enter the Spirit's Grave again?”

”Yes.”

”I thought I've made it clear the last time. Activating the grave can be done at any time.”

Yun Yang's face reflected traces of melancholy. ”However, the problem now lies in the item passed to a certain someone. With this little bunch of items in my possession… I was already damned lucky for not getting killed, so how can I ask for more?”

When this was mentioned, Feng Guohai seemed a little embarrassed.

He could not blame Yun Yang for this. After all, Yun Yang had brought it up many times before, and the goods promised by the headquarters had not yet arrived. Asking him to enter? For what purpose?

”Brother Yun, by your calculations, how much resources do you need for one entry?”

”From these few recent trades, the amount of spiritual jade accumulated in my possession now is enough for the moment, but that's just enough to cover my own insignificant life. As for other resources…”

Yun Yang's brows furrowed. ”It'll be sufficient if I can just have a few stalks of those thousand year's worth of precious ingredients. Of course, it would be best if a few pieces of uncommon metals and rare, precious gems can be added into the pot as well.”

He smiled ruefully. ”That was my initial plan — to provide lesser initially, then slowly increase the quantity so that we have some space as a buffer. If we provide too much in a one-off manner, their demands will get even higher and their appetite will grow even bigger. At that point, it'll be hard to meet such demands, and if we can't keep up, we'll lose the entire game. However, the reality now is that we only have enough to fulfill the lowest requirements needed to activate the Spirit's Grave, for we've never managed to gather the rest of the other offerings. It's a grand pitch, but it's not one that can be digested easily!”

He referred to themselves as 'we' in a natural manner. When Feng Guohai heard it, everything seemed even more pleasant-sounding to the ears.

This was a matter that had always required hard work from both parties!

When he thought of that, Feng Guohai truly believed in this entire ”Spirit's Grave” matter without a doubt.