"Mr. Ryuu" sneered inwardly.
The show was about to begin!
Watch how I "unleash my acting prowess" and swindle "Mr. Simple and Rich" Qian Duoduo out of a large sum of spirit stones.
"Mr. Ryuu" spoke in a deep voice.
"If your Dragon Rider Merchant Guild wants to cooperate with Junior Saint Neihong, it's not impossible! But the prerequisite for cooperation is that you must show sufficient sincerity!"
Upon hearing the possibility of cooperation, Qian Duoduo was naturally overjoyed.
He quickly said.
"Sir, rest assured, our Dragon Rider Merchant Guild is full of sincerity!"
As Qian Duoduo spoke, he unceremoniously produced a storage bag.
"These spirit stones are the first installment of sincerity we are providing to Junior Saint Neihong!"
They're paying already?
"Mr. Ryuu" couldn't help but freeze.
He had prepared an "Oscar-worthy performance" in expectation of coaxing Qian Duoduo into parting with money.
He never imagined Qian Duoduo would be so "simple and crude," paying up without a second word.
This made "Mr. Ryuu" feel a pang of awkwardness, a sense of "misdirected effort" and annoyance.
He hadn't even made his move yet, and Qian Duoduo had already paid. It lacked any sense of accomplishment. A total fail!
"Mr. Ryuu" casually accepted the storage bag and opened it!
Holy cow!
The casualness and disdain on "Mr. Ryuu's" face vanished completely, replaced by endless shock, disbelief, and astonishment!
His 24k titanium alloy dog eyes were about to be blinded by the dazzling light of the spirit stones!
Inside the storage bag, it was packed to the brim with top-quality "high-grade spirit stones."
The rich spiritual light surged upwards.
The pure spiritual energy resonated with heaven and earth, almost forming a mini "spiritual storm."
How many "high-grade spirit stones" were these?
"Mr. Ryuu" cast a cursory glance. The number of "high-grade spirit stones" in the storage bag was no less than ten thousand!
Ten thousand "high-grade spirit stones," converted to "low-grade spirit stones," amounted to a full hundred million!
A hundred million!
A small fortune!
Too much, far too much!
With so much money, if managed properly, it could bribe more than half of the "Grand Elders" of the Penglai Sword Sect!
Terrifying indeed!
The Dragon Rider Merchant Guild was truly "filthy rich" to an inhumane degree!
"Mr. Ryuu" finally witnessed the terrifying financial might of the Dragon Rider Merchant Guild.
Without preamble, they just threw out a "small fortune."
How savage!
How monstrously insane!
Holding the storage bag, "Mr. Ryuu" couldn't help but want to burst into laughter.
With such a large sum of money, why worry about Junior Saint Neihong's grand ambitions failing?
Let's go!
However, in the end, "Mr. Ryuu" managed to suppress his urge to laugh with sheer force of will.
He diligently pulled down the corners of his lips, maintained a cold gaze, and said indifferently.
"Is this the sincerity of your Dragon Rider Merchant Guild? Humph, I think it's... not too much?"
"Mr. Ryuu" had originally intended to say "too little"!
But he felt that saying such a "blatant lie" would surely bring down heavenly retribution!
He truly believed he would be struck by lightning!
Thus, the words reached his lips, and "Mr. Ryuu" hastily changed it to "not too much."
Well, even "not too much" was still a lot!
Qian Duoduo remained as he was, his round, chubby face sporting a harmless, amiable smile.
He chuckled and said.
"Sir, please calm down. That portion is for Junior Saint Neihong. Your share is here!"
With that, Qian Duoduo produced another storage bag.
"Mr. Ryuu" was stunned.
o（（⊙﹏⊙））o
I, I have a share too?
"Mr. Ryuu" took the second storage bag from Qian Duoduo and was once again astonished.
Spiritual light surged upwards, the spiritual energy was pure and rich.
"High-grade spirit stones," more "high-grade spirit stones."
This time, there were significantly fewer, roughly only a thousand.
One thousand "high-grade spirit stones," converted to "low-grade spirit stones," that was ten million!
(☆＿☆)
Holy cow!
"Mr. Ryuu's" eyes gleamed, and an excited, joyful smile spread uncontrollably across his face.
So happy!
An unexpected windfall of "ten million low-grade spirit stones"!
He'd struck it rich!
Qian Duoduo had made it very clear: these "ten million low-grade spirit stones" were a personal gift to "Mr. Ryuu," not to be handed over to the public. "Mr. Ryuu" could pocket it all.
This was amazing!
"Mr. Ryuu's" mood soared to the heavens.
Why did he pledge allegiance to Junior Saint Neihong and meticulously plan everything for him?
Was it because Junior Saint Neihong was handsome? Absolutely not!
Money!
By aligning with Junior Saint Neihong, "Mr. Ryuu" could significantly boost his reputation and status, gain power, and thus better line his pockets.
"Mr. Ryuu" had been diligently accumulating wealth for decades, and his net worth was only around ten million.
And now, he had just earned his entire fortune at once. This was incredibly satisfying, wasn't it!
Serious, maintain seriousness!
Reason told "Mr. Ryuu" that at such a moment, he needed to remain calm and composed, lest Qian Duoduo see through him and underestimate him.
However, the corners of "Mr. Ryuu's" mouth still couldn't help but split to his ears, revealing a happy, blissful smile.
"Cough cough..."
It took "Mr. Ryuu" a full quarter of an hour before he finally managed to stabilize his emotions. He coughed twice and said to Qian Duoduo.
"Very well, I can already feel your immense sincerity. However, if you wish to receive Junior Saint Neihong's full protection, I'm afraid..."
To be honest, "Mr. Ryuu" had just said that casually.
He felt the Dragon Rider Merchant Guild had already given more than enough. He truly didn't expect to squeeze any more oil from them.
Qian Duoduo, however, patted his chest and assured him.
"Of course, of course. This small amount of money is definitely not enough. From now on, every ten days to half a month, we will provide Junior Saint Neihong with a sum of sincerity, until Junior Saint Neihong achieves ultimate success and becomes the co-lord of the two great sword sects!"
"Mr. Ryuu"
（（（；꒪ꈊ꒪；）））
Shocked beyond measure!
His legs went weak, and he almost fell to his knees.
He knelt to his "father"!
"Father" was too rich!
"Father," please take care of me!
Alright, in fact, "Father" was already taking care of him and "Junior Saint Neihong."
From now on, the Dragon Rider Merchant Guild would provide them with a hundred million every ten days to half a month. What else could this be if not "being taken care of"?
With substantial financial support, it would be impossible for Junior Saint Neihong's grand ambitions to fail!
"Mr. Ryuu" could already foresee the day in the near future when "Junior Saint Neihong" would become the co-lord of the two great sword sects!
The future was bright!