Li Yun's heart stirred as he looked at the jade box in Han Feng's hand.
[Twilight Realm (Celestial-level Magical Artifact), can be exchanged for 1300 Heavenly Mechanism Points.]
"The Lord of Great Wasteland City is really too courteous," Li Yun said with a smile, extending his hand to take the jade box.
When benefits are offered freely, one should never refuse them.
To start with a Celestial-level magical artifact, Li Yun's opinion of the Lord of Great Wasteland City immediately skyrocketed.
"This is only natural for our City Lord. Without your senior's intervention, Great Wasteland City would have likely been destroyed yesterday," Han Feng said respectfully.
In front of such a terrifying senior, he didn't dare to be impertinent. He made sure to maintain a low profile.
"Yesterday?" Li Yun was puzzled.
What did he do yesterday?
After thinking for a moment, it seemed that Yang Qiu had come by. Could Yang Qiu have been trying to destroy Great Wasteland City?
That possibility…
It wasn't impossible.
After all, Yang Qiu's disciple had died near Great Wasteland City. A Saint Lord-level figure could very well vent his anger on a nearby city. That made sense.
What's more, Liu Chengxue was still hiding in the city.
If Li Yun hadn't been around, whether or not the city could survive was still uncertain.
After coming to this realization, Li Yun's smile remained warm as he raised his hand and gestured toward a chair.
"Please, Han Daoist, take a seat."
"Senior, I dare not be called 'Daoist' in front of you. Just call me Han Feng," Han Feng replied.
The title of "Daoist" was reserved for those on the same level. If the powerful figure from yesterday's demonic sect found out that he was addressing this senior as "Daoist," Han Feng feared he might not even know how he'd perish.
"Then I shall address you as Commander Han," Li Yun said.
He had just checked Han Feng's information earlier.
He was the chief of the guards of Great Wasteland City, responsible for its defense. His cultivation was only at the early stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, much weaker than Liu Chengxue. While this level of strength might suffice for managing a city like Great Wasteland, it wasn't much when placed in the context of the entire cultivation world.
"You flatter me, Senior," Han Feng said humbly.
He hadn't expected this senior to be so cultured and approachable. He didn't put on any airs. Without yesterday's event, Han Feng might have mistaken him for an ordinary person.
"Heh."
Li Yun chuckled and raised his teacup, making a gesture of invitation.
At that moment, Liu Chengxue appeared and placed a cup of tea next to Han Feng.
Han Feng glanced at Liu Chengxue, and his heart raced in awe. This senior was truly remarkable—his servant was no ordinary person. From the aura she exuded, she was likely even stronger than he was.
And she was also a beauty beyond compare!
Han Feng quickly averted his gaze, not daring to look any longer.
Just as he was about to reach for the tea, it seemed something occurred to him. He turned his head back to look at Liu Chengxue again.
This time, he couldn't remain seated. With a sudden movement, he jumped up from his chair.
This woman—what kind of servant was she?
She was clearly a disciple of the Daluo Sword Sect!
On her sleeve was embroidered a golden sword, unmistakably indicating her status as a core disciple!
With such an identity, her master must be an elder of the Daluo Sword Sect, or perhaps even a disciple of the sect leader!
How could such a person be serving tea to him?
He quickly withdrew his hand from the teacup. It would have been fine if it was anyone else serving the tea, but he truly didn't dare to drink the tea from a Daluo Sword Sect core disciple.
Such figures were treated as ancestors in Great Wasteland City.
Who would dare drink tea served by their ancestors?
"What's wrong?" Li Yun looked up, puzzled.
Han Feng was fine in every way, but his composure was clearly lacking.
"No... no problem," Han Feng said stiffly, forcing a smile. He cupped his hands and said, "I just remembered, there's an urgent matter I need to take care of. I must leave now, so I'll take my leave."
"Ah…" Li Yun froze for a moment.
What's going on?
I haven't even started discussing business, and he's already leaving?
"By the way," Han Feng seemed to recall something and asked, "May I ask when Senior will have some free time? Our City Lord would like to visit and pay his respects."
"Because he's afraid he might delay your important matters, he sent me ahead to inquire."
"I'm free anytime," Li Yun said with a smile.
At this point, he understood.
It wasn't Han Feng who was the real client; it was the City Lord behind him.
"That's great!" Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
In any case, his task had been completed. What happened next depended entirely on the City Lord's abilities.
Wiping the cold sweat from his brow, he didn't dare to stay any longer. He cupped his hands again and said, "I'll take my leave now."
"Mm," Li Yun nodded.
...
After Han Feng left the Heavenly Mechanism Tower, he didn't stop for a moment.
With his subordinates in tow, he rushed straight to the City Lord's mansion.
Before they even arrived, they saw the Lord of Great Wasteland City standing at the door, eagerly awaiting them.
"Well? Did the senior agree to meet me?" The City Lord hurried forward and asked anxiously.
"I didn't fail the mission. Senior is elegant and approachable. He said that the City Lord may visit him anytime," Han Feng said, cupping his hands.
"Wonderful!" The City Lord rubbed his hands together and muttered to himself, "The gifts I've prepared should be ready in about two days. I'll go to the Heavenly Mechanism Tower in two days!"
"City Lord…" Han Feng hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but held back.
"What's wrong?" The City Lord glanced at Han Feng. "There are no outsiders here. Just speak your mind."
"Earlier…" Han Feng began, "I saw a disciple of the Daluo Sword Sect in the Heavenly Mechanism Tower."
"Oh?" The City Lord raised an eyebrow. "What's this about?"
Han Feng continued, "I'm not entirely sure, but from what I saw, she appeared to be a core disciple of the Daluo Sword Sect... serving the senior as a maid."
"Hmm???" The City Lord froze.
He thought for a long while, then slowly spoke: "It seems that the identity of the senior at the Heavenly Mechanism Tower is far beyond what I had expected. The gifts I've prepared may still be too light."
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