"I've come to Southeast Asia to do business and make a fortune. If you all don't mind, we can all get rich together!"
Qin Mo spoke slowly and deliberately, while Kaihime brewed tea for him. The two of them were graceful and handsome, with an aura that was captivating. Manjushri Boyi felt as if a spring breeze was blowing over him, and his anger gradually subsided.
"Hehe! Since you're here to do business, may I ask what kind of business you're in?"
The first to react was Balimisultan, who secretly hoped that this was a chance to turn his life around.
Qin Mo pointed to the silk sarong worn by the Sultan and said softly, "Silk."
He then picked up a delicate, semi-transparent teacup: "Porcelain."
On the table were many condiment utensils that people from Southeast Asia had never seen before. Qin Mo pointed them out one by one: "Sugar, wine, tea."
Finally, Qin Mo clapped his hands, and his attendant brought up a long sword, more than three feet long, its gleaming blade displaying its sharpness.
"In addition, I also deal in ironware. I wonder if anyone would be willing to cooperate with me?"
Sultan's eyes lit up with eagerness. He really wanted to do business with Qin Mo, but his current situation was awkward. His personal freedom was under the control of Majapahit, leaving him powerless to do so.
"After talking for so long, I still don't know how to address the guests from Great Xia?"
The prince was also tempted by the silk and ironware. For the sake of wealth, he temporarily put aside his grudges and finally spoke up to ease tensions.
Sultan silently scoffed, "What an idiot. They sent the Taman sorcerer to buy Temasek, clearly unwilling to reveal their identity. Why did you ask so many questions?"
As expected, Qin Mo's reply was lukewarm: "This young master does business based on the authenticity of his goods, not on his identity or name. You can just call me Young Master of Great Xia!"
"Young Master of Great Xia, how much is this longsword?" Prince Wirabumi had someone take Qin Mo's longsword, and after examining it, he couldn't hold back any longer and asked about the price directly.
"I don't care about the price, as long as it's in line with the market."
"...What does that mean?" The prince didn't understand the meaning of "go with the flow" after listening to the wizard Taman's clumsy translation.
"It means that my people negotiate prices with your people, barter goods, and conduct fair trade. No forceful robbery is allowed."
Prince Wirabmi finally understood: "Market-driven" meant prices were unpredictable! So, it was all about whoever was on whose territory it was, and no one could forcibly take what they wanted… Ha!
"Is the Sultan interested in this deal? All he needs to do is set aside a small area for the transaction, and we will send people to maintain order."
Overjoyed, Barimisula ignored Bramiden's fierce glare and said directly, "This Sultan is naturally willing, but..."
"Bang!" The prince slammed his hand on the table.
The Sultan did not continue, but glanced at Prince Wirabhumi twice and then remained silent.
“Young Master of Great Xia, let’s talk about Temasek! Temasek was conquered by my Majapahit Empire many years ago, and a monument was erected as proof. Now that you have occupied it, are you showing contempt for the millions of people of my Majapahit Empire?”
Prince Wira Mibu finally found his confidence in the Sultan and spoke eloquently to Qin Mo, especially emphasizing the phrase "millions of subjects".
Unfortunately, Qin Mo didn't even glance at him. "Years ago, you conquered Laimasik and erected a monument as proof. Now that I, this young master, have also arrived in Laimasik, I can naturally erect a monument as proof as well. I wonder how big a monument you would like to see?"
The prince and Bramiden were both stunned. They felt that Qin Mo's reasoning was very reasonable, but they were holding back their anger and were about to explode.
“Young Master of Great Xia, your country values reputation and legitimacy above all else. You have traveled thousands of miles to Southeast Asia and occupied other lands. The Sultan issued you a proclamation to reclaim Temasek, but you ignored it, which has caused both countries to take a stand against Great Xia. When this matter reaches the ears of the Young Master of Great Xia, are you not afraid of being held accountable by the court?”
A series of chattering sounds followed a figure into the room, but Qin Mo didn't hear Taman's translation and looked at the newcomer with curiosity.
Lai Rao's clothes were nothing special, but the pheasant feathers on his head were very eye-catching, and the long string of unknown ornaments on his chest was full of eeriness. The witch's staff in his hand gave Qin Mo a sense of familiarity.
"Taman, are you from the same village?"
Qin Mo recalled that when she first met Taman, he looked just like that. Now, apart from the wizard's staff and a few important ornaments, Taman was dressed entirely as a Han Chinese.
"Kachcha, you're still alive?" The wizard Taman's voice began to tremble, and he became agitated.
"Didn't expect that, did you? I'm doing just fine, but how did the arrogant Caitaman become a lackey of others?"
“When death comes, all persistence becomes meaningless, especially since I have not been the same Taman since I left Borneo.”
The wizard Taman seemed to have a hidden wound torn open, and suddenly fell silent, his face desolate.
"What gibberish are you two spouting? Is Taman your enemy or an old friend? We can talk later, I'm in a meeting here!"
Qin Mo was immediately annoyed by the two old men's nagging. "I was having a good talk, why are you interfering?"
Taman cleared his head and translated what the wizard Kacha had said, which made Qin Mo chuckle.
“Taman, tell him that Great Xia is indeed a land of etiquette, and people are particular about doing things in a proper and just manner, but they never care about the hostility of a small country. I am here to do business. If we are reasonable, we will all make money. If we are unreasonable, then bring it on.”
After Taman translated, Prince Wirabmi finally couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up and shouted, "Our Majapahit is thousands of miles from east to west, with tens of millions of people. How can it be a tiny country? Great Xia is tens of thousands of miles away from the South Seas. No matter how strong its country is, it is still too far away to reach us!"
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