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The black-robed man walked into the teahouse and headed straight for the middle-aged fatty, who was surrounded by a group of guards.

Immediately, the four to five guards all took out their swords and sabers, protecting the fatty behind them.

Before they had arrived, they had already investigated the information that the security of the Hongyu feudal fiefdom was extremely poor. Occasionally, there would be bandits who would come out to commit evil acts, kill people in the streets, and loot treasures.

The black-robed man hid his head and revealed his tail. His entire body was tightly wrapped in a black robe. With a single glance, one could tell that he was not a good person.

"Who are you?" a guard in front of the fat man shouted. He subconsciously raised the sword in his hand horizontally. He could not see the aura of the man in black and could not determine his cultivation level. He was completely hazy, as if he was looking at flowers in the mist, but he was almost certain that he was also an expert.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk …" Don't be afraid, I mean no harm. "I presume that this person is Master An Lu Shan of the An Shan Merchant House. My master already knew that Master An wanted to come here, so he made me wait a long time ago. His intention is to discuss some big business with you, Master An." A strange cackle of laughter came from within the black cloak, sending chills down everyone's spines.

An Lu Mountain was the name of this middle-aged fatty.

"To hide his face and not show it to others, he must be someone who cannot be exposed. Who is your master to ask our old master to meet him? " The guard in front of the middle-aged fatty looked at him warily. Then, he turned around and gave Fatty An a meaningful glance, "Master, don't promise him. I think he's definitely trying to trick us into going to some hidden place and then do some illegal actions to kill people and steal their treasures."

"Oh? Which one is your master? " The fat middle-aged man, An Lushan, ignored his subordinates and instead cunningly rolled his bean-like eyes with a green light in his eyes, "He wants to do business with me? "Alright, since I have so much money, I'll use it to earn money the fastest. As long as you can make me earn money, I'll do any kind of business."

"When you see my master's identity, you will naturally know." Don't worry, we're not bored enough to do anything to you. This is the invitation card. Three days later, someone will naturally come to pick you up, and with this invitation card, you can meet with our master. "

The black robed man's tone was still cold as he took out an invitation from his large robe and handed it over:

"To tell you the truth, not only you, Master An, but even fifty to sixty trading houses of different sizes have received this invitation. There is no lack of big trading houses with businesses all over the world, big trading companies like the Unhindered Trading Company, the Precious Dragon Trading Company, and the Hong Merchant Guild …" Our master is indeed going to connect up with the people from the various trading companies and make an earth-shattering big business deal. When we are together in the future, naturally we will have a lot of money and not lack for money to earn.

What did this small fiefdom of the thirty-six princes count for? Even if they were to move in, how big an advantage could they have? I hope that Master An will not make a mistake and leave all of his funds in his hands, and will not purchase any assets in this feudal fiefdom. "

"Alright, three days later, I will meet your master." Fatty An didn't respond. Instead, he changed the topic and had someone receive the invitation.

After sending the invitation card, the man in black didn't say anything else and immediately left.

Hong Yu secretly listened in from the side. He didn't say anything, but just quietly drank his tea. He was like an unrelated passerby, completely unremarkable.

However, he had already determined in his heart that this black-cloaked person was most likely a member of the Zong Heng Clan. Even if he wasn't, there was definitely a connection. He had specifically come to his fiefdom to rope in the shop's boss, saying that he wanted to discuss business, and even admonishing others not to buy land from his fiefdom. His heart could be destroyed.

Seeing the black robed man leave, he did not follow. Instead, he continued to leisurely savor the tea as he listened to the conversation between the fatty, An Lu, and his subordinates.

"Master, don't tell me you really believe the words of the other party and want to go to some damned place to meet the black-robed man's master? "This is obviously a trick, maybe it's some kind of trap, waiting for us to get in." The guard continued to urge An Lu as he gazed at the departing back view of the black-robed figure.

There's a fart trap." That black-cloaked person is most likely a prince of some sort or a servant of a subordinate of a noble family. As for the fact that they came to discuss business with me, it is most likely that they are going to drag me to the other princes' fiefs to develop. "Those fifty to sixty businesses were all gathered, which is most likely true. This man has a very strong tone and also has the pride of a noble family in his bones, but he wouldn't come here to scheme against me.

Fatty An spat on the ground. Then, without even looking at the invitation card, he threw it on the ground and stomped on it.

"Master, I have looked down on those aristocratic families and families all my life. I would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. I would rather hoard a few dozen or even a hundred houses and stores in this thirty-sixth prince's fiefdom and slowly develop in the future. I wouldn't want to pick up leftover soup and drink from the back of those large trading companies. Who cares who the master is, I will not go. "

"Yes, yes, yes!" "Master has built his own business from scratch. He's probably much smarter, much more capable, and has a sharp eye than those big companies and aristocratic families that have inherited the family's shadow. In the future, our An Shan Trading Company will definitely grow to be the number one trading company in the world." The guard didn't bat an eye as he flattered Fatty An, causing him to smile widely as his eyes narrowed to slits.

"This fatty is a wonderful person." When Hong Yu heard this, he actually laughed in his heart, but his expression remained calm. He returned the teacup to the table and left behind a hundred dollar bill, preparing to leave.

"Wait, little brother, wait a moment." Suddenly, Fatty An opened his mouth, called Hong Yu, and quickly followed.

"Old master, what's the matter?" Hong Yu's heart sank as well. He thought that the other party had discovered his identity. However, he remained calm and collected, pretending to be an ordinary scholar. His tone was that of a weak scholar.

"Hmm? Little brother, you sound like someone from Beijing? Are you a scholar from Beijing? "Under His Majesty's current rule, the world is becoming more and more peaceful. Scholars can also read ten thousand books, travel ten thousand miles, travel the lands by sword, and roam the mountains and rivers." Fatty An tried to strike up a conversation with Hong Yu with a face full of smiles, but a crafty look flashed in his eyes: "Old An, my name is An Lu Mountain and everyone calls me Fatty An. I'm the boss of An Shan Merchant House, so little brother can also call me Fatty An. "To be honest, Old An, I've always admired you scholars, but unfortunately, I'm just a slob. It's fine for me to earn a lot of money from eating, drinking, and enjoying myself, but when it comes to the topic of dancing and writing, I can't do it …"

"Then I wonder what exactly has happened to Master An?" Hong Yu interrupted the other party.

"To tell you the truth, I do have a small business deal with you." Fatty An did his best to make his smile a little more amiable, but Hong Yu still felt a strong sense of treachery. He pointed to the Immortal Sword hanging on Hong Yu's waist and slowly said, "Fatty, I usually like to play with blades and spears. I want to buy this sword of little brother's. Whatever the price is, little brother, you name it. Fatty doesn't have anything else, just a lot of money. "

Hong Yu used an ordinary pine sword sheath to wrap the Immortal's sword. The spirit energy in the sword didn't leak out even the slightest bit. It looked like an ordinary sword made of ordinary steel; it was completely unremarkable.

Hong Yu knew that this was all just a matter of treasures concealing themselves.

The immortal sword was unsheathed, and the natural light that shined upon the eighteen prefectures shocked the world. When the sword was sheathed, it would appear very ordinary, not unusual at all.

This sword was like a dragon, soaring through the nine heavens in the middle of a great time. It had an extremely high intelligence and was one of the rarest treasures in Hong Yu's possession.

Hong Yu never imagined that this fatty would have such a sharp eye. He was able to see that this Immortal-ranked sword was extraordinary. He didn't know how much information the fatty had just seen.

This Fatty An most likely thought of him as some ignorant youngster who had just started out. He probably thought of him as a fool and wanted to buy the Immortal Sword at a very low price.

A sword with such spiritual nature and ancient origins was priceless. Even if it was worth tens of thousands of dollars, no one would sell it.

"This sword is passed down through my ancestors, but it can't be sold. It can't be sold for that much money." Hong Yu didn't point it out and flatly refused.

"One million dollars. I believe little brother should know how solid the purchasing power of a large amount of money is. I don't need to say anything more, with this million yuan, little brother, you will have nothing to worry about for the rest of your life. " Fatty An extended a finger and said, "To be honest, this sword is actually quite ordinary and nothing special at all. Even if it's a million yuan, it's just a fat man with money and willfulness, so I'll take it personally. If little brother is willing to help now, I'll immediately get someone to bring you the one million yuan."

"Not selling, not much." This time, Hong Yu completely ignored him and turned to leave.

He still had something important to do, but he couldn't be bothered to communicate with this evil merchant. It had to be said that this fatty was truly malicious; he wanted to buy the Immortal Sword for just one million yuan.

"Five million? Five million yuan should be enough. " Fatty An followed a few steps further and stopped Hong Yu's path. He scratched his head and said, "Little brother, with this five million, not to mention buying a mortal sword, even if I had to spend a bit more effort, I would still be able to buy a hundred steps flying sword from some outer sect."

This time, Hong Yu completely ignored him and only slightly waved his hand, indicating for the other party to open up a path.

Ten million. At the most, ten million. I can't be any higher than that. Although I might be rich and willful, I'm not an idiot. Fatty An gritted his teeth as his eyes became bloodshot. It seemed as if he had truly put more effort into this matter. He was willing to be cheated and wanted to buy the sword as well.

Hong Yu found this funny. He secretly thought that Lin Ming's acting skills were amazing. If it were anyone else, they would probably have been fooled by him. He wanted as many as ten million for a treasure like the Immortal Sword.

He circled around the other party and was about to leave without even turning his head back. He completely ignored the other party's words.

"How dare you, you poor scholar, what kind of person do you think you are? You actually ignored the words that the old master is speaking to you? "

The guard behind Fatty An suddenly jumped out and shouted loudly, his eyes glimmering, "There's no use in being a scholar. These poor scholars are too pedantic. I suspect that he was just pretending to be deep in thought to trick Master into offering a higher price before letting go. Since the Old Master wants this sword, I will bring it over for him. Giving him a million is more than the price, but I think the most we can give is five hundred thousand. With these, he can't help but laugh secretly. "

With that, he stretched out his hand and grabbed towards the Immortal's sword at Hong Yu's waist. The aura of the expert that had broken free of the four shackles rushed towards Hong Yu like a fierce tiger. It was extremely terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Hong Yu.

He had come entirely for the Immortal Sword at Hong Yu's waist. He wanted to snatch it for Fatty An so that he could reward him. As for Hong Yu, he was completely ignoring him.

In his perception, Hong Yu was just an ordinary person who didn't know any martial arts. For an expert like him who had broken through four shackles, wouldn't it be easy for him to grab it?

"Hmm?"

When Hong Yu heard the strong wind blowing from behind him, he knew that the other party was attacking him from a sneak attack. He frowned slightly but did not turn around. With a tremble of his body, a stream of astral energy shot out. It was simply like an invisible giant bomb, and it struck towards the figure of that guard.

Boom!

The guard who thought that he was smart was hit by the Astral Energy and flew backwards like a rotten tree, crashing into the wall and causing cracks to appear on it. He even felt waves of intense pain all over his body, and did not know how many of his bones had been broken.

Hong Yu had successfully cultivated the First Heavenly Layer. An expert who had broken free of four shackles was nothing in front of him.

The entire teahouse was suddenly silent. Everyone was looking at Hong Yu, and Fatty An's heart was pounding.

He had originally thought that Hong Yu was a scholar who had never seen the world. Thus, when his subordinates attacked, he did not stop them and silently agreed.

He didn't expect that Hong Yu wasn't a fat sheep that could be slaughtered by others, but an extremely vicious prehistoric beast. Furthermore, it had cultivated into a primordial beast that was at the Xiantian Heaven stage and had stepped into the Immortal Realm …

His heart was pounding wildly, and he cursed the guard who was in the dark who knows how many times.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, pulling out a stack of banknotes from the small world. He said indifferently: "I also want to talk about a business deal with you, this is 10,000 yuan, why don't you sell your business to me?" "I also have money. If it's not enough, I can add more. Being rich is willful. At most fifty thousand yuan, no more …"

"…"