To make a horse run, you have to let it eat more grass.
"Then I must thank the great sir."
Pan Mountain Eagle’s face was full of smiles— in the past, in the bandit camp, when the village chief was displeased, he would vent on his subordinates. Unlike the great sir who was so generous and forgiving, if it was your fault, it was your fault; if not, you wouldn’t have to take the bla.
...
After Zhou Xuan bid farewell to Peng Sheng and Pan Mountain Eagle, he took a day trip back to East Market Street, where in the backyard of the Old Painting Pavilion, he found a few yellow-skinned creatures looking for food. He said, "Do you recognize , Zhou Xuan?"
Those yellow-skinned creatures, with their supernatural awareness, might not recognize Zhou Xuan’s appearance, but they had all heard his na, and imdiately they stood up, nodding continuously.
"Go inform Huang Xi that I’m waiting for her at the Old Painting Pavilion."
After Zhou Xuan spoke, he pulled a chair and sat in the backyard.
The Old Painting Pavilion, during the ti of Xianhuo, was protected by the East Market Dragon God and was one of the few buildings on the street not destroyed by the fire.
Leaning back in the chair, Zhou Xuan recalled the first ti he t Huang Xi, it was also in the backyard of the Old Painting Pavilion.
As ti passes, so things remain unchanged.
But so things have changed drastically.
The East Market Street in those days was bustling and vibrant, but now, it’s all ruins and rubble, akin to a wasteland.
"Click, click, click."
The sound of Huang Xi’s high heels on the stone pavent echoed crisply, her silhouette still alluring.
She swayed her hips, moving towards Zhou Xuan in a coquettish manner, "Oh my, back then you were just an inconspicuous owner of the Jingyi Shop, and now you’ve beco the great savior of Mingjiang Prefecture, revered by everyone. How quickly ti flies."
"Your Huang Family escaped quickly as well."
Zhou Xuan, with a smile in his eyes, said, "During the Xianhuo disaster in Mingjiang Prefecture, you yellow-skinned creatures hid so well that not a single one could be seen."
"The Huang Family excels at making money and finding people, going into battle is not our clan’s strength. In this area, we’re not as brave as the Fox Clan."
"Since you’re good at finding people, I’ll assign so people-seeking tasks and have your Huang Family lend a hand."
Zhou Xuan said, "Your yellow-skinned kin are much more nurous than the survivors of Mingjiang Prefecture, right? I’ll trade you twenty Snow Mountain Palm Ginseng plants for a deal."
Upon hearing about the Snow Mountain Palm Ginseng, Huang Xi was imdiately overjoyed, but soon, she beca disappointed.
The Huang Family’s intelligence network was so well-inford, she naturally knew—that the Fox Clan of the eight prefectures, to thank Zhou Xuan for his help, had sent crate after crate of mountain treasures, even treasures like the Red Ginseng Child had been sent.
"The Huang Family seeks power and wealth, but doesn’t realize that money is most rare in the secular world, while in the Incense Fire Divine Dao, it’s like stones on the road, regardless of their size or shape, passersby won’t give them a second glance, and as for power... ha... the greatest authority in this world is held by those big figures in the Incense Fire Divine Dao, what kind of official is that? That’s a slave!"
"The Fox Clan hitched onto the great trend of the great sir, even King Xishan is about to join the Immortal Class, but our Huang Family is still content with twenty Palm Ginseng... the Huang Family, in the end, doesn’t have much ambition."
Feeling sowhat regretful, Huang Xi’s expression was off, and Zhou Xuan noticed it too, so he asked, "Do you think the price is inappropriate?"
"Oh, it’s not that the price is inappropriate, it’s just that Palm Ginseng is valuable, and twenty of them is quite a lot. Without knowing what the great sir wants us Huang Family to do, we wouldn’t dare accept."
Huang Xi hid her inner thoughts, carefully steering the conversation back to business.
Zhou Xuan said, "There’s a hidden villain harming the citizens of Mingjiang Prefecture, and this villain’s thods are a bit tricky. I hope to seek your Huang Family’s assistance. Your Huang Family disciples are many, disperse them to every corner of Hui Feng dical College to serve as my eyes."
"Just help you watch over the house... if that villain knows our Huang Family disciples are everywhere, they wouldn’t dare act and continue killing then."
"That’s your understanding... I think you’ve understood rightly."
Zhou Xuan said with a smile, "If you accept the task, I’ll have the God Traveling Departnt deliver the twenty Palm Ginseng plants to your residence."
"Twenty might not be enough, given that so many Huang Family disciples are needed, the price needs to be raised a bit."
With a sigh, Huang Xi was helpless. The Huang Family, in this grand sche, didn’t gain any big benefits, so they had to grab more of the smaller ones.
Opportunities like today are not many.
"Add ten more."
Zhou Xuan donned his top hat and said, "With these ten additional Palm Ginseng, the Huang Family needs to handle so additional matters, do your utmost to find that villain."
The reason he said "do your utmost" was because Zhou Xuan believed the Huang Family didn’t have much capability to find that villain, but having them help to search might accidentally catch sothing, which would be an unexpected delight.
"With the great sir’s generous reward, the Huang Family will certainly go all out."
Huang Xi imdiately agreed.
"Have the Huang Family mbers gather quickly."
After saying this, Zhou Xuan’s Divine Soul Day Trip returned to the dical college.
Huang Xi was very upset. The more decisively Zhou Xuan raised the price, the more she regretted the Huang Family missing the real great trend—who would’ve thought, at the ti, to investigate a Master of Divine Stealing, they had to use tattoos to trade with a young man, and in no ti, he soared to the clouds, touching the heavens.
In those tis, the Huang Family didn’t hold onto Zhou Xuan’s thigh properly, so it’s no wonder that after Zhou Xuan beca a mighty Roc, he didn’t take the Huang Family up to soar with him.
"The Huang Family missed the best opportunity." Huang Xi sighed, talking to herself.
...
Returning to Hui Feng dical College, Zhou Xuan went to the pavilion at the back of the mountain.
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