Bi Zihan tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his eyes closed, as if deep in thought.
Dai Tianfeng didn't disturb him, simply waiting quietly for his answer. Dai Tianfeng was very confident in the conditions he had proposed. The Misty Rain Tower had the strength to rival the three major sects, but not the foundation. The conditions he had proposed would provide the Misty Rain Tower with that foundation.
After a long pause, Bi Zihan nodded slightly and said, "I can agree to the condition you proposed, but it's not something that our Misty Rain Tower can handle. It must be something that your Star Luo Imperial Family finds troublesome or even unsolvable before our Misty Rain Tower can step in to help."
"Alright, I agree. Let's sign a contract. No matter when, as long as the Star Luo Imperial Family exists, your Misty Rain Tower cannot violate this contract." Dai Tianfeng held out his hand, and the guard standing behind him took out the prepared paper and pen.
Dai Tianfeng wrote down everything he had just said on the paper in front of him, and finally wrote his name before placing the paper in front of Bi Zihan.
Bi Zihan looked at the contents of the paper and couldn't help but chuckle to himself. It was basically the same as what he had thought. There were several very subtle textual traps in the contents, and these textual traps were all used to restrict the development of Misty Rain Tower in the later stages.
But he didn't say it aloud. Instead, he signed his name on the paper: Jian Hen, and then pushed the paper back to Dai Tianfeng.
" Star Luo Emperor is quite sincere. My explanation to your royal family and nobles will be sent to the Star Luo Imperial Palace later." Bi Zihan's voice was the same as before, still calm and composed, without any change.
"As expected, you're still too young. Jian Hen is the best teacher. Jianhen, you're still too green." Dai Tianfeng laughed to himself, picking up the contract in front of him and examining it, but his face remained expressionless.
"Our royal family is certainly sincere, but I don't know who your elders are. I've never heard of any sect or family on the continent with the surname 'sword.'" Dai Tianfeng put away the contract and began to probe his background.
"Our sect has been secluded in the mountains for a thousand years, no longer venturing into the secular world. Not long ago, my master passed away, and now I am the only one who possesses the sect's inherited Martial Soul. I, a Titled Douluo in the Misty Rain Tower, was also a vassal of our sect. I have come out of the mountains this time simply because I do not want the Martial Soul inherited from our sect to be lost." As he spoke, Bi Zihan put his hand to his head, making a troubled expression.
The Demon Scythe standing behind him twitched slightly. He had just clearly seen that the name Bi Zihan had signed was completely fabricated.
As for the so-called reclusive sect, there's no need to doubt that it's something he made up himself. He secluded himself in the deep mountains a thousand years ago, and now he's the only one in the sect. The people under his command are all vassals of the sect.
"Hmm, you made a good decision. No matter what happens, there is no sect inheritance." Dai Tianfeng nodded and softly agreed. As for what he said, Dai Tianfeng felt that he could believe it at most if he was 50% sure.
" Jian Hen, you're about the same age as my son Dai Weisi, both of you are part of the younger generation. You need to interact more, and let Dai Weisi know what a true talent among the younger generation is. How about I arrange a match between you here on Dai Weisi's behalf, just as a friendly spar?" A gentle smile appeared on Dai Tianfeng's face.
Whether someone comes from a hidden sect can be basically determined by looking at their Martial Soul and attack methods.
People may lie, but Martial Soul and attack methods do not. Furthermore, each sect and aristocratic family has its own unique set of techniques or methods of attack.
As for Dai Tianfeng, while he may not be familiar with all the Martial Soul on the continent, he does know about the inherited Martial Soul of the major sects and aristocratic families, and he has also seen most of their attack methods and techniques.
Therefore, as long as Bi Zihan releases his Martial Soul, careful observation of his attack methods and approaches will always reveal some clues.
"My strength is low and my talent is not good. How can I compare with the princes of the royal family? There is really no need for us to spar." Bi Zihan politely declined, as he had no interest in sparring with Dai Weisi.
Moreover, he could guess some of Dai Tianfeng's meaning; it was simply a matter of judging his origin based on his own Martial Soul.
However, this idea is basically impossible to realize. He can have three Martial Soul. As long as he doesn't use the Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel Martial Soul, Dai Tianfeng won't be able to see anything at all.
"It's alright, it's just a friendly spar, winning or losing doesn't matter." Dai Tianfeng waved his hand dismissively and said to the guard behind him, "Go back to the palace and call Weiss and Zhu Yun here. Let them spar with Jian Hen and show them what a true hero among the younger generation is."
"Yes, Your Majesty," the guard replied and walked straight out of the Misty Rain Tower.
Bi Zihan blinked as he watched the guard leave, thinking to himself, "It seems Dai Tianfeng is determined to test my background, but you are destined to return empty-handed."
Dai Tianfeng turned his gaze back to Bi Zihan and said, " Jian Hen, you shouldn't refuse to give me face because of my decision made on my own, right?"
"It's alright, it's just a competition. Winning or losing isn't important; what matters is the exchange of skills." Bi Zihan shook his head slightly, not caring much, since Dai Tianfeng couldn't tell anything anyway.
"That's right. Young people need to have a spirit of participation. Only by competing and learning from each other can we improve. Working in isolation is ultimately not advisable." A gentle smile appeared on Dai Tianfeng's face. He was also very interested in Bi Zihan's strength.
If someone possesses both an iron fist and considerable talent for cultivation, then such a person is undoubtedly more worthy of the royal family's court. Since the goal is to win them over, it's essential to cater to their interests and discern their concerns.
As for the titles and ranks he had just mentioned, Dai Tianfeng was certain they held no appeal for him. His eyes remained consistently serene, a detachment from fame and fortune, a detachment from worldly affairs—a characteristic consistent with his claim of coming from a reclusive sect.
But whether he is from a hidden sect or not can be determined by observing his inherited Martial Soul, attack methods, and approaches.