Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 88

Among the eight major families, the elders of each family successively stepped forward and handed over 300 million taels of silver to Jian Fengyun, and then left one after another.

The audience around looked at this scene, and their eyes seemed to pop out.

How does Master Pu Qing collect money for Jian Fengyun? It seems that he is like Jian Fengyun's servant, not at all like the image of the master of refining medicine in their minds.

Following the seventh family, the fourth elder of the Tu family in Tucheng paid 300 million taels of silver and took away the members of the Tu family. There was only one Pan Yuanlong standing still with cold eyes in the audience.

Sitting on top of the white tiger, Jian Fengyun held the 300 million taels of silver handed over by the fourth elder of the Tu family, and met Pan Yuanlong's murderous gaze.

The corners of Jian Fengyun's mouth twitched slightly, "Elder Pan will not be willing to pay my Jian family 300 million for mental damage, right? The Pan family is the richest man in the dynasty. If you stand like this, I'm afraid that Master Pu Qing will be tired from standing. !"

While speaking, Jian Fengyu glanced at Pu Qing meaningfully.

How could Pu Qing not understand the meaning in Jian Fengyun's gaze, he wanted 300 million taels of silver from himself and Pan Yuanlong, but after all, the Pan family was a big family in the imperial city, the richest man in the dynasty, and he was not very willing to offend the Pan family.

"This..." Pu Qing hesitated.

Jian Fengyun's eyes turned cold, and he said immediately: "Master Pu Qing, aren't you tired? If you are tired, hold on, and when you get older, you will have to lie down!"

The words sounded full of concern, but Pu Qing's forehead felt cold for an instant, and he quickly turned to Pan Yuanlong at the side, frowning, and said firmly.

"Elder Pan, since you have disturbed Young Master Fengyun's family this time, please take out 300 million taels of silver. Although the Heavenly Sun Guards behind me can't do anything to you, if you don't satisfy Young Master Fengyun today , the Alchemist Association will no longer cooperate with your Pan family!"

Pu Qing's tone was extremely resolute, he naturally understood Jian Fengyun's words, the meaning was naturally that if you don't ask Pan Yuanlong to get 300 million taels of silver today, then you don't want your life, after death, you just lie down all the time .

As soon as Jian Fengyun said those words, he would offend the Pan family even if he didn't want to. After all, compared with his own life, offending the Pan family was nothing.

Pan Yuanlong's originally cold eyes froze for an instant, and he looked at Pu Qing in disbelief.

He originally thought that no one could do anything to him because of his strength, and although Pu Qing had a high prestige, he might not offend his Pan family because of Jian Fengyun, and wanted to keep it to see what Jian Fengyun could do to him what.

However, with just one sentence, he actually let Pu Qing give him an ultimatum.

Stop the cooperation between the Alchemist Association and his Pan family!

The collective value of the Alchemist Association is definitely richer than his Pan family. Most of the spiritual materials consumed by the Alchemist Association are purchased from his Pan family every year, which is an inestimable huge income.

Within the dynasty, some chambers of commerce such as Wanbaolou had been eyeing this business for a long time. If his Pan family had not established a lot of relationships with the high-level officials of the Alchemist Association over the years, this business might not be anyone's name at this moment!

But now, Master Pu Qing wants to make the Alchemist Association stop cooperating with the Pan family for the sake of Jian Fengyun, a young man in the Lingfu realm.

How can this be?

He didn't believe it, but when he saw Master Pu Qing's eyes and tone, it didn't look like a joke at all.

"Master Pu Qing, you... you really want to offend my Pan family because of Jian Fengyun?" Pan Yuanlong asked in disbelief.

"Don't talk about offending, you disturbed Mr. Fengyun's family, 300 million silver is not enough for you to pay! As for your Pan family, if you are not willing to cooperate with the Alchemist Association, Wanbaolou will be very happy to take over the business! "Pu Qing's eyes were resolute and cold.

Just kidding, if he doesn't act decisively at this time, if Jian Fengyun doesn't give him the method of dissolving the Nether Stone, wouldn't he be killed?
In the face of his life, he didn't even save any face for Pan Yuanlong, as if he was dealing with a father-killing enemy.

"Yes, if Elder Pan doesn't cooperate with the Alchemist Association, Wanbaolou will do my part to cooperate with the Pan family. We, Wanbaolou, are willing to lower the price of spiritual materials by [-]%, as long as Master Puqing agrees!"

At this moment, an old man wearing gold-rimmed silk came slowly from the street. Behind the old man was a young girl in brocade clothes.

"Isn't this the treasurer of Wanbao Building?"

The surrounding onlookers instantly recognized the old man walking towards him.

"Old Ghost Qian!" Pan Yuanlong said, seeing the old man in gold, his old eyes froze.

"Treasurer Qian, the cooperation of the Alchemist Association depends on Elder Pan's actions today!" Pu Qing replied to the old man.

"Hmph!" Pan Yuanlong glanced at the old man in gold, and snorted coldly. The storage ring in his hand lit up, and a small stack of golden tickets appeared in his hand.

"Master Pu Qing, 3 taels of gold ticket is 300 million taels of silver ticket, here it is!"

The golden ticket was handed over to Pu Qing, who immediately took it and handed it to Jian Fengyun.

"Sir, look!"

Jian Fengyun weighed the golden ticket in his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "As expected of being the great elder of the Pan family, the hand is a simple golden ticket, back then when Pan Xiong gave me 100 million silver, he was also so straightforward, please Elder Pan, you are welcome to come to the Jian family to trouble you more in the future!"

As soon as Jian Fengyun's words fell, Pan Yuanlong immediately clenched his fists, and a heavy breathing sound came from his chest.

"Boy, in less than half a month, the Fourth Academy will recruit students. When you face Pan Jun, I hope you can still speak so hard!"

Almost gritting his teeth, Pan Yuanlong said this, and his fists were already deformed after he finished speaking.

"That's natural. At that time, just ask that Pan Jun to prepare 100 million taels of gold tickets. If I give the money, I will definitely spare his life!" Jian Fengyun responded indifferently.

"Hmph! I hope so!" Pan Yuanlong gave Jian Fengyun a cold look, flicked his sleeves, and left with a hum.

Before leaving, the golden-clothed old man who was standing aside saw Pan Yuanlong leave, and he did not forget to cup his hands and gloated: "Elder Pan, go slowly!"

As soon as Pan Yuanlong heard this, his body paused, and the next moment his spiritual power increased, his speed increased sharply, and he disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Okay, today I have to thank Master Pu Qing for seeking justice for my sword family, so that I won't be insulted by others!" Jian Fengyun sat on the white tiger and said to Pu Qing.

"My lord, you're being polite. Look, if there's anything else I need, I'll do it together!" Pu Qing said.

"I don't need you for the time being, you can go back first, I will spend the night in the Beiman Palace tonight, if Master wants to find me, he can come to Beiman Peak!" Jian Fengyun said lightly.

"Okay!" A gleam of joy flashed in Pu Qing's eyes, and then she left with her hands up.

"I have a business. I want to talk to Shopkeeper Qian. I don't know if Shopkeeper Qian is free?" Jian Fengyun looked at the old man in golden clothes and said.

(End of this chapter)