"That's right! I was sure I'd meet someone who knew what I was talking about."
The cultivator surnamed Chen clapped his hands.
"Fellow Daoist, you are really generous. The Feather Clan is one of the many great clans in the upper plane.
If this person is some important figure in the Feather Tribe, wouldn't it be a disaster?"
Yan Quan said slowly.
"Hehe, I understand that. I'm indeed afraid that this is a big shot from the Feather Tribe, but the benefits involved are not small either."
"What's the benefit? Do you want to use the Feather Clan's ability to upgrade their weapons? Or do you want the Feather Clan to recognize the souls of all things? Or do you want to use your wings to make a magical weapon that can pierce the sky and split the sky?"
If Fellow Daoist Chen wants to take a Feather Clan slave, then I advise him to proceed with caution."
"Hey, Brother Chu, I don't have the courage to do that. I know what happens to those who offend the Feather Clan."
The monk named Chen sighed, but after glancing at Yan Quan inexplicably, he changed the subject.
"Isn't this something you're considering selling?"
“Rather than saying it’s a transfer, it’s more like finding a helper who is of lower status or dares not reveal his identity and can keep the secret.
That's why he flaunts himself among these mid-level black people."
Yan Quan said slowly.
"Hey! Hey! I've been waiting for a smart guy like you, Brother Chu. Come, drink."
The monk named Chen suddenly laughed out loud and pushed a few more glasses of wine to Yan Quan.
"But I wonder how much Brother Chu knows about the Feather Clan?"
"How much do you know..."
Yan Quan drank another glass and felt that he was getting drunk.
"I think it should be enough for what Brother Chen wants to do."
Yan Quan said with a smile.
"Shall we discuss this in detail?"
The monk named Chen happily served Yan Quan another glass of wine, and clapped his hands to invite a few graceful foreign women in.
"Come on, Master Chu, have another sip."
"Master Chu, can I give you a shoulder massage?"
“…”
Although Yan Quan thought this was very fancy, the cultivator named Chen had a lot of tricks, so he could only go along with him and wanted to discuss the deal as soon as possible.
…
Two hours passed quickly, and both Yan Quan and the monk surnamed Chen were drunk.
However, seeing that the two sides had reached an agreement, Yan Quan did not agree to continue the reception.
"Brother Chen, see you tomorrow."
Yan Quan said as he slowly stood up and prepared to leave the building.
"Brother Chu, I, Chen Shi, feel it's worth it to make a friend like you today. Let's meet tomorrow as planned.
Ah Hua, go get a carriage and take Brother Chu back to his residence."
"yes……
Sir, please follow me."
Yan Quan looked at the foreign woman who was supporting him and did not refuse. He knew that this was all a test from Chen Shi, so there was no need to deny him face.
"Young Master~
let's go……"
…
Along the way, the foreign woman frequently showed her affection to Yan Quan, and Yan Quan naturally knew that this was also what Chen Shi meant.
However, the foreign woman actually had her own little thoughts. Seeing that Yan Quan and Chen Shi were having a good chat, she thought that if she could take the opportunity to let Chen Shi give herself to Yan Quan, then she could stay away from that place.
She also secretly took off Yan Quan's mask while he was drunk and confused, and looked at the heroic face that vaguely emerged in the darkness.
She felt that Yan Quan was hundreds of times better than those greasy monks she had entertained before, and he seemed to be her type.
"Sir, what do you think of me?"
The foreign female cultivator came a little closer and asked. She was indeed the most beautiful one among Chen Shi's subordinates.
"If you want me to accompany you tonight, that's fine."
"Hmm... pretty average."
Yan Quan said slowly that it was indeed a bad idea for Chen Shi to get him drunk today, but it seemed that it was also beneficial to the deal.
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