The meeting was convened once again. This time, the Daoist Sect and the Confucian Sect hit it off splendidly and directly hammered out an agreement, returning the two slots they had suddenly obtained to the Confucian Sect. After all, if someone else got rich, that was because they had the ability. Their own family was so poor they could barely keep the pot boiling—how could they dare compete with a fat man over who had more blubber?
The Confucian Sect wanted five slots, which meant they had five Earth Immortals. The Daoist Sect did not have a single one. If the other side bullied them, they had only themselves to blame. The fact that they were negotiating with them nicely was already giving them face. That was what the Confucian Sect's bearing was all about.
Regardless, the Daoist Sect had managed to escape this calamity. Everyone took their respective folders, then shook hands to express their pleasure at the cooperation. Yet just as they were about to sign the contract, the door was suddenly pushed open, and an old man entered with a group of people dressed in Arcane Police uniforms!
"Hehe, it seems the talks went splendidly. Have you signed yet? Could you let Nie take a look at the contract?" Nie Zhengguo's face was full of displeasure, and his eyes were narrowed until his pupils were almost invisible.
"Nie Zhengguo, the two of us opened negotiations over cooperation. This is no different from a commercial negotiation. Aren't you officials sticking your noses in a little too far?" Xia Yunxuan said coldly, blocking Nie Zhengguo's path.
Nie Zhengguo had just been about to go over and take the contract, but he was stopped. The corners of his mouth immediately curved upward. "Xia Yunxuan. We haven't crossed paths in a