As the organizer of this trade convention, Miao Ming Shen had originally, with lofty integrity, placed himself last to take the stage.
But because he had brought in the newcomer Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan became the last one instead.
This caused Miao Ming Shen to be second-to-last when he took the stage for the trade.
From Fang Yuan's perspective, this precisely revealed Miao Ming Shen's skill in dealing with people.
In a trade convention, the Gu Immortals ranked earlier naturally had the greatest advantage. Miao Ming Shen had voluntarily placed himself last, thereby showing favor to all the Gu Immortals.
Yet he had not arranged Fang Yuan ahead of himself.
This was because of the rules.
Newcomers had to be last.
If he broke this rule, it would make people resentful. Miao Ming Shen had organized and hosted this trade convention, but what about the next one?
So-called social skill was nothing much when put into words—it was simply grasping the proper measure in one's dealings with others.
Miao Ming Shen had grasped that measure perfectly, making everyone who interacted with him feel favorably toward him.
However, Fang Yuan's thoughts were not on Miao Ming Shen himself. Instead, his bright, piercing gaze was fixed upon the Immortal Gu in Miao Ming Shen's palm—
Rank 7 Divination Turtle Shell Gu!
Fang Yuan's heart stirred.
Why?
Because many of Fang Yuan's methods could not be exposed lightly. For example, Ancient Sword Dragon Transformation, or Countercurrent Guardian Seal. Once these methods were used, unless Fang Yuan promptly killed everyone to silence them, more information would be exposed. The Gu Immortals might even trace out more of his secrets, ultimately leaving him with nowhere to go.
Speaking of it, it was rather awkward.
Fang Yuan's strength continued to rise, but the disasters he caused