After a round of pleasantries, the Trade God King stopped beating around the bush and expressed his desire to meet the Wealth God King, Zhao Zihong.
Facing the Trade God King's request, the Banquet God King glanced at him. "Boss Li, if you want the master to step in and help you recover that batch of goods, I advise you not to go. The master will not concern himself with such a trivial matter."
Han Wu listened carefully from the side.
No matter what, the Banquet God King, Wang Fugui, was still a God King, yet he actually addressed the Wealth God King as master.
Moreover, when he spoke those two words, there was even a hint of pride in his expression.
This made Han Wu even more curious about the Wealth God King Zhao Zihong, whom he had yet to meet.
"Boss Wang, listen to yourself. I can handle such a trivial matter myself. How could I dare trouble the Wealth God King to act? I came this time for little brother Han Wu. I believe you have heard some rumors as well—the matter of the Butcher, who has recently stirred the Divine Realm Civilization into an uproar, advancing to God King and declaring war on the Wisdom God King."
"To be frank, little brother Han Wu is the Wisdom God King's disciple," the Trade God King introduced.
The Banquet God King had long known this information.
After all, the Butcher's advancement to God King was a major event within the Divine Realm Civilization.
A god keen on invasion—if he did not have foolproof preparations, how would he dare advance to God King?
If he advanced only to become the sort of God King who controlled some petty, chicken-feather-and-garlic-skin Divine Authority, he might as well not advance at all.