Jiang Haitian! What are you doing? Are you even listening to me?
Jiang Haitian didn't listen to what Qiu Qianhao was saying at all. Instead, he took out an incense burner and incense table and inserted a lit incense stick into the burner.
"Father, I'm here!"
Just as they finished doing all that, a young and promising figure appeared outside the door, panting heavily.
Jiang Haitian beckoned: "Useless trash, get over here right now and kneel down before Valley Master Qiu."
"Yes, Father!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the promising young man slid in and knelt down in front of Qiu Qianhao.
Qiu Qianhao was taken aback and looked at Jiang Haitian, asking, "What do you want to do?"
Jiang Haitian took out a tinderbox, blew on it, lit the incense, and then put a windshield over it.
"I choose the first condition: my son must kowtow to you ten thousand times. If he misses even one kowtow before the incense burns out..."
Not only do I not want your Wind River Valley, I'll also give you thirty Manifestation Demon Cores as a bonus.
Before Qiu Qianhao could stop him, Jiang Haitian said directly to the promising young man, "Useless thing, hurry up and show off a billion to Valley Master Qiu."
"Yes! Father! Ah~"
The promising young man roared and then kowtowed to Qiu Qianhao at lightning speed.
In an instant, a strong wind swept through the room, causing Qiu Qianhao's cheeks to twitch uncontrollably, and he squinted and backed away repeatedly.
The young man kowtowed at an astonishing speed, leaving only a blur in the end.
After an incense stick has burned...
"There are a total of [number], and the extra 1500 is my personal gift to the Valley Master."
"Yes, Boss Jiang, you truly live up to your reputation. From today onwards, Fengchuan Valley will be entirely under your management."
After Jiang Haitian accepted the land deed from Qiu Qianhao, Qiu Qianhao left Fengchuan Valley with a sigh of relief, without any lingering attachment or regret.
"A bunch of useless trash! I have to personally handle such a small matter. I really don't know what use you bunch of bastards are!"
Jiang Haitian grumbled as he climbed onto the shoulders of the promising young man, who then carried him back to the ghost carriage.
As soon as he sat down in the carriage, the sound transmission stone rang again.
"Father, Bai Laoye, the leader of the White Lion Gang, wants to negotiate with you. He has booked a private room at Hanxiang Restaurant and specifically requested that you come there in person."
"Useless trash. Do I really have to personally handle negotiations? He's completely useless. Tell Bai Laoye to wait here and see how I handle this sick cat."
After saying that, he threw the recording stone out the window.
Half an hour later, inside Hanxiang Tower.
Jiang Haitian and Bai Laoye sat at a long table, facing off against each other.
The Bai Lao Wild Man, as his name suggests, is dressed entirely in white, even his hair is white.
He was smoking a cigar and looking at Jiang Haitian with a suspicious expression.
Jiang Haitian simply pushed up his sunglasses, then took the three spirit stones worth of snow mountain spring water from the wild son beside him and washed his hands.
Finally, Bai Laoye could no longer bear it and said directly to Jiang Haitian, "Jiang Haitian, everyone in Demon Breath City calls you 'Dad,' you're really powerful, aren't you? All the underground gangs have to give you face."
Even my White Lion Gang has been reduced to second-rate now, so you might not stand a chance.
Jiang Haitian: "You piece of trash, you called me here just to listen to your sarcastic remarks? If so, then you can get lost."
"I'm not going to waste my breath on you! Just one thing: the White Lion Gang wants half of the profits you make from smuggling, or you can tell me where the Court of Justice gets its supplies."
"You piece of trash, you didn't drink any fake alcohol when you came here, did you? Give you half? Do you want me to starve? Giving you the distribution channels is like shooting yourself in the foot?"
"So you're saying you're not going to give me any face after all?"
"Hey Lion, can you be realistic for once? In today's society, it's all about strength. If you don't have the ability, who's going to give you face?"
"Strength? In terms of strength, my White Lion Gang has long surpassed your Dream Tower. We just don't want to compete with you."
"Then let's not argue."
After saying that, Jiang Haitian took out a sound transmission stone.
"Father, what are your orders?"
"After a cup of tea, I want to see you, a piece of trash, carrying the land deed for Huayulou, rolling into my Hanxianglou."
Without waiting for a response, he crushed the communication stone and threw it out the window.
"Jiang Haitian, what do you mean by this?!"
Bai Laoye was getting anxious.
"You wanted to compare strength? Now I'll tell you, you piece of trash, that you're not even in the same league as me in terms of strength."
Suddenly, a wild son ran up to Jiang Haitian and respectfully handed him the land deed for Huayulou.
"Dad, it's all done."
One sentence nearly caused Bai Laoye to suffer a stroke and die on the spot.
"Heh, you piece of trash, you'd better save your breath if you try to fight me."
After saying that, Jiang Haitian got up, put on the cloak prepared by his wild son, and swaggered away from Hanxiang Tower.
...
After dealing with the White Lion Gang, Jiang Haitian received another message from his sons via telepathic stone on his way back to Dream Tower.
"Father, there's a guy who claims to be sent by the Demon Breath Chief, and he specifically wants to see you."
"Useless trash, you better treat me well, according to the standards of a state banquet in the Demon Realm, don't skimp on the money, I'll be back in no time."
After speaking, he smashed the sound transmission stone and threw it out of the car.
"Back to Dream Tower!"
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