Jiang Haitian didn't give them any more time to consider and got up immediately.
As soon as I turned around, I heard the sound of someone kneeling and kowtowing behind me.
"Father, please accept my bow!"
The two bowed down as if pushing a mountain of gold and a jade pillar overturned.
The two realized that even if they didn't leave Fu Yanchao, they would eventually become cannon fodder and be killed.
Let's just take the gamble!
Jiang Haitian smiled with satisfaction upon seeing this.
"Very good. Since you've called me 'father,' then I will naturally protect you. Don't worry, your commander won't make things difficult for you. Hahaha."
After saying that, he turned and left.
...
"What! You're quitting?"
Inside Eagle King Fortress, Fu Yanchao's eyes widened when he heard that the two little Karamis sent to deliver a message to Jiang Haitian had actually recognized him as their father and betrayed his tutelage.
"Just who is this Jiang Haitian?!"
Upon hearing this, Leng Ying, a trusted subordinate of Fu Yanchao, immediately said, "General, please calm down. I will go and deal with those two bastards right away."
"No need!" Fu Yanchao stopped him. "Don't you think things are chaotic enough right now?"
Ever since that slut Lin Xian'er arrived, I've been constantly constrained. Right now, we're desperately short of manpower to expand our strength.
If I offend Jiang Haitian, that rich guy, again, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in this Demon Breath City anymore!
Leng Ying: "So, Commander, what do you mean?"
Fu Yanchao laughed and said, "I'll go and meet Jiang Haitian myself, and first probe his strengths and weaknesses."
If she could gain his support, she would have many more people around her to cause trouble for Lin Xian'er.
Leng Ying: "Chief, if I may be so bold, but based on what I've heard, Jiang Haitian cannot be judged by common sense."
“Hahaha…” Fu Yanchao said, “Of course I know that, but if it’s the Demon Empress’s banquet, and I invite him, would he dare not go?”
"What's the meaning?"
Leng Ying was puzzled.
Fu Yanchao: "Empress Song Yanran of the Dragon Han Dynasty will be visiting Demon Breath City soon. Our Empress will personally greet her."
When the Nightmare Palace opens its doors to a grand banquet, leaders from all sects in the Demon Realm will gather. Such a spectacle is a once-in-a-century event. Would Jiang Haitian dare refuse?
Leng Ying suddenly realized: "Does the commander mean to do Jiang Haitian a favor? To make him grateful to you?"
“That’s only one reason,” Fu Yanchao said. “More importantly, this guy is extremely wealthy. He controls all the best-selling goods in the Demon Realm.”
If I calculate it carefully, this daily income is an astronomical figure. If I can use his wealth to expand the power of Eagle King Fortress, would I still need to fear Lin Xian'er?
"Your Excellency's insight is profound," Leng Ying echoed softly. "I understand. I will send someone to inform Jiang Haitian to welcome Your Excellency."
"never mind!"
Jiang Haitian stood up and said,
"I'll go there myself tomorrow. This kind of person needs to be taken seriously."
He doesn't lack money now, what he lacks is status! Only I, Fu Yanchao, can give him a status that carries weight.
"Identity?" Leng Ying asked, puzzled. "But Jiang Haitian is already the father of Demon Breath City, isn't that enough status?"
"You don't know anything! What's the use of that status? It's just nouveau riche consoling themselves."
"I gave him a position to enter the Demon Breath Palace, which is far more prestigious than his petty tricks."
"Your Excellency's insight is excellent."
Leng Ying admired Fu Yanchao immensely.
On the other side, Jiang Haitian stood on the sixth-floor platform of the Dream Building, looking at the street scene.
Suddenly, a gray pigeon flew swiftly from the direction of the Demon Breath Palace and landed on his shoulder.
"Gurgle~ Gurgle~"
The reflection of the gray pigeons wriggling in the mirror of the sunglasses.
Jiang Haitian muttered something to himself, speaking silently.
After a long while, the gray pigeon took off and flew away.
Looking in the direction where the gray pigeons disappeared, Jiang Haitian put one hand behind his back and gazed at the distant outline of the Demon Breath Palace.
After a long while, he slightly curled the corner of his mouth.
"The main event is about to begin."
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