Lu Yang had just returned home and was preparing to rest when the communicator beside him rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Fu Yun, the dean from the Imperial Capital.
"It's quite a rare occasion for you to call me," Lu Yang said with a chuckle.
Fu Yun laughed. "I've heard all about what happened on your side. Not bad, little brother. You've trained your members to become this powerful."
Lu Yang could not help laughing. He knew what Fu Yun meant—he was merely complaining that Lu Yang had not revealed what had really happened inside the Bronze Hall. But Lu Yang also knew that Fu Yun was not certain, because the brothers of the Iron Blood Brotherhood would never speak of this matter to outsiders.
He said, "It was an unexpected gain. We found some special things over here."
Fu Yun could not be bothered to expose Lu Yang. By telling him this, Fu Yun was simply letting him know that he did not care about it. Their goals were the same: as long as they could defeat the creatures from another world, that was enough. He would not fuss over gains and losses involving items. Lu Yang had obtained those things through his own abilities, and Fu Yun would not seize them by force.
It was not easy to establish such mutual trust. This was the first gesture of goodwill Fu Yun had offered. He said to Lu Yang, "Now that things have stabilized on your side, I'm proposing that the Myriad Worlds Marketplace open a branch where you are. Would you be interested in providing some support?"
This was the second signal he had offered, and it was exactly what Lu Yang urgently needed—and something he had never expected.
"Is that really possible?