78: A trap? You think you're worthy?

Inside the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, the atmosphere froze.

The personal guard from the City Lord's Mansion held a gold-stamped invitation, his posture straight, but a layer of fine sweat uncontrollably seeped from his forehead.

Wang Duojin did not take it.

He just glanced sideways at the invitation, then looked at Li Xuanfeng, who was so arrogant he was about to fly away.

"Manager Li."

"He-here, what are your orders, Young Master?" Li Xuanfeng nodded and bowed, looking exactly like a shop waiter.

Wang Duojin tapped on the table with his golden abacus.

"Your City Lord certainly likes to put on airs."

Li Xuanfeng's heart skipped a beat.

"Young Master… what do you mean by that?"

"Inviting us to dinner, and you just send a servant to deliver a scrap of paper?" Wang Duojin sneered.

"Why didn't he come himself?"

"Is my Revered Master someone he can invite just because he wants to?"

The guard's Face instantly turned the color of liver.

He was, after all, one of the commanders of the City Lord's Mansion, with Void Refining cultivation; wherever he went, he was revered.

Yet today, he was called a "servant" by a little fat guy at the Golden Core Stage while being pointed at?

But he didn't dare to flare up.

Li Xuanfeng was so frightened that his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, he hurriedly stepped forward, snatched the invitation, and personally held it with both hands in front of Wang Duojin.

"Young Master, please calm down! Calm down!"

"The City Lord… he is busy with ten thousand affairs, he really couldn't get away! That is why he sent us; there is absolutely no intention of disrespect!"

"Oh?" Wang Duojin raised an eyebrow.

"Busier than my Revered Master?"

Li Xuanfeng: "…"

He couldn't answer.

In this world, was there anyone busier than that existence who could make the Overlord of the Dead Sea pull a boat with a single word?

"Young Master, look…" Li Xuanfeng's waist bent lower.

"The City Lord sincerely wants to make friends with your Sect."

"All the affairs of Wanghai City, big and small, cannot do without the City Lord's Mansion."

"If you want to discuss the big matter of buying the city, you have to see the real owner, right?"

What he said was reasonable.

Wang Duojin touched his chin, seemingly thinking seriously.

He glanced at the exquisite invitation, then at Li Xuanfeng's Face, which was about to cry.

He suddenly smiled.

"Fine."

He took the invitation and tossed it to Er Gou behind him.

"Since you, Manager Li, have said so, I will give you this Face."

Li Xuanfeng felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Young Master! Thank you, Young Master!"

"Don't rush to thank me yet." Wang Duojin waved his hand.

"We can go eat the meal."

"But, you have to pay more."

Li Xuanfeng's smile froze.

"Mo… more money?"

"Of course." Wang Duojin was righteous and confident.

"My Revered Master, his old self, how noble is his status? Shouldn't his appearance fee be calculated?"

"And our hundred or so fellow Disciples, the lost work fees, travel expenses, mental distress fees…"

The golden abacus in his hand once again clicked and clattered.

"Let me calculate it for you."

"I won't count the change."

He held up one finger.

"Add another one hundred million."

Li Xuanfeng's eyes went dark, and he almost fainted on the spot.

Tingchao Pavilion.

Inside the main courtyard, Chu Xuanjin was lying on a rocking chair, closing his eyes to rest.

Wang Duojin trotted all the way in, rushing in excitedly.

"Revered Master! Revered Master! It's done!"

His Face was glowing, and he was as excited as a three-hundred-pound child.

"The City Lord's Mansion has softened! Not only did they agree to compensate, but they also set up a banquet to invite you, old man!"

"Is that so?" Chu Xuanjin didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Of course!" Wang Duojin patted his chest, starting to claim credit.

"This Disciple did not fail Revered Master's high expectations! In just a few words, I made them obediently submit! And I extorted an extra one hundred million High-Grade Spirit Stones from them!"

He handed over the purple-gold crystal card like he was presenting a treasure.

Chu Xuanjin didn't take it.

"Why do you think they want to invite us to dinner?"

Wang Duojin was stunned.

"Need you ask? They're scared! They were intimidated by our domineering Qi!"

Chu Xuanjin finally opened his eyes.

He looked at his lively Disciple and shook his head.

"Duojin."

"Your abacus is getting sharper."

"But this brain of yours, why hasn't it improved?"

Wang Duojin's smile stiffened.

"Ma… Revered Master, what do you mean by that…"

"Do you really think a City Lord who has been able to guard a majestic city in the Central Province for hundreds of years would be a fool who gets scared out of his wits by your few words?"

Chu Xuanjin's tone was very calm.

But Wang Duojin's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He wasn't a fool.

He was just blinded by a series of victories.

Being pointed out by his Revered Master, he instantly understood many connections.

"Revered Master! You mean… there is a problem with the City Lord's Mansion? This banquet is a Feast at Hongmen?"

His Face instantly turned pale.

"What else?" Chu Xuanjin asked back.

"Do you really think I want to buy this city?"

Wang Duojin's mind was completely chaotic.

"Then… then you let me go…"

"Fishing." Chu Xuanjin spat out two words lightly.

"The fish must surface itself for it to be easy to hook."

Wang Duojin stood there blankly, feeling his brain was like a pile of paste.

He had worked so hard to intimidate and extort, busy for half a day.

As it turned out, he was the fish bait thrown out by his Revered Master?

"Revered Master, then… are we still going?"

His voice was trembling.

Knowing there is a tiger in the mountain, yet still heading towards the tiger's mountain?

"Go, why not?" Chu Xuanjin smiled.

"They've already built the stage and invited the actors. If we, the protagonists, don't show up, wouldn't that be too disrespectful to their Face?"

He reached into his myriad dao ring and pulled out a plain-looking yellow jade talisman.

On the jade talisman, only a crooked character for "Escape" was carved.

He tossed it to Wang Duojin.

"Take it."

"This is called the 'Great Teleportation Divine Talisman'."

"If you really encounter any danger, crush it, and it can save your life."

Wang Duojin took the jade talisman, feeling the faint, almost negligible spiritual power fluctuations on it, and his mouth twitched violently.

Revered Master, you call this thing a Divine Talisman?

【Ding! Host gifted Disciple Wang Duojin 'Inferior Escape Talisman'...】

【Triggered 100 million times critical return!】

【Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: divine rank Divine Ability " So close yet so far"!】

【" So close yet so far": Dao-Grade spatial Divine Ability, with a thought it can cross planes, travel through time and space, and ignore all Restrictions and Formations.】

A satisfied look appeared on Chu Xuanjin's Face.

He stood up, stretched, and his joints made a series of crisp cracking sounds.

He looked towards the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, and a trace of playful amusement at watching a show flashed in his deep eyes.

"Let's go."

"Notify everyone, put on the Sect's best clothes."

"We're going to drink the wedding wine."

Wang Duojin was stunned.

"Revered Master, isn't it a Feast at Hongmen? How did it become wedding wine?"

Chu Xuanjin smiled.

"They provide the people, we provide the money."

"Buying this city can also be considered a happy event."

"Tell me, isn't it wedding wine?"

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