Brother Octopus, perched on his shoulder, curled his lips and said:
"Business genius? He just set up an ordinary magic array and used it to peddle flashy novelties in this bitterly cold place."
Chen Cheng pinched Brother Octopus and said:
"What did you think a business genius was? If he can sell an ordinary product for several times, even a dozen times, its price and leave the customers satisfied, how does that not make him a genius?"
Brother Octopus wrested his head free of Chen Cheng's hand and said:
"Come on. The way you describe him, he's as slippery as a ghost. If you're hoping he'll give you a way to reach the Great Wall, I'd say you're out of luck."
Chen Cheng smiled at Brother Octopus.
"No, no. It's precisely because he's as slippery as a ghost and so greedy for money that we'll have a chance to reach the Great Wall."
Then Chen Cheng flicked Brother Octopus on the head.
"And you, stop acting like a spotless white lotus in front of me. You'll have to do your part when we negotiate with him."
Chen Cheng had not forgotten Brother Octopus's ability.
It was a kind of mental attack. With its force reduced, though, it became a peculiar form of mental hypnosis, one that worked by drawing on the target's own emotions.
For instance, with just a little influence from Brother Octopus, a violent person would unknowingly grow even more violent without ever noticing the change.
Chen Cheng intended to have Brother Octopus influence the lord of Engela City, heightening his greed and lowering his guard.
As Chen Cheng and the others were choosing their rooms and settling in, someone knocked on the courtyard gate.
"Mr. Brown, I've brought your maids."
She Li opened the gate and saw