"Really? Why would I lie to you? Okay, you ask someone to draft an agreement and contract, and I will pay the deposit right away," said Wang Xiaohai.

"Who are you looking for?" asked Marquis Idan. He felt that no ordinary person would be worth so much money. If it was a powerful prince or duke, he might hesitate. After all, if he offended another powerful force, causing war between two countries and the king to become furious, he would probably lose his rank of major general at the very least. The most serious problem was that he might lose his life.

"Marquis Sean, do you know him?" Wang Xiaohai said.

Marquis Yidan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it was someone of the same rank. He didn't know Marquis Xien, and the Marquises of the Dingwen Church had at least 80,000, if not 100,000. How could anyone know them all? A powerful dragon can't overpower a local tyrant. If a marquis from another country came to Bestan, he wouldn't be afraid. He also had his own territory, so he wasn't afraid of ordinary lords. But he was afraid this marquis had connections to the Church. He sighed deeply—as expected, 10 million taels of silver wasn't so easy to come by.

"I don't know him. Does he have any connections in the Vatican?" asked Marquis Idan.

"It doesn't matter. If it did, would he still hide in Bestan to escape my pursuit?" Wang Xiaohai said.

Yidan thought about it and realized that if someone really had connections, why would he be chased by others?

"I agree. I'll have someone come to sign the agreement later," said Marquis Idan. "Did you bring the banknote?"

"You ask someone to prepare the contract agreement. I'm going to the bank and will be back soon." Wang Xiaohai said, throwing a portrait to Marquis Idan, "This is Sean's portrait. You can have it printed and distributed, one for each person. This way it will be easier to find. Of course, you have to pay for the printing cost." After that, he got up and left the main hall of Idan Mansion.