"Lord Fu, do you think I'm so easy to fool? Do you not know what kind of force Falling God Peak is?"
Li Musheng chuckled, glancing sidelong at Fu Qiwen as he spoke.
Hearing this, Fu Qiwen lowered his eyes slightly, giving nothing away on his face. "Falling God Peak's reputation in the martial world is known to nearly everyone. As one of the four foremost sects in the martial world, it is indeed exceedingly difficult to deal with. But..."
Li Musheng waved a hand and cut him off directly. "Don't give me any 'buts.' The job you're offering isn't easy. That little bit of silver and those houses His Majesty is giving me aren't worth this price, are they?"
This time, it was Fu Qiwen's turn to reveal a trace of surprise. He raised his head and looked at Li Musheng in astonishment, suspicion in his voice. "Could it be that Your Highness intends to take on this matter?"
At this moment, Fu Qiwen truly could not fathom the thoughts of the Eighth Prince before him.
Logically speaking, so long as Li Musheng knew even a little about Falling God Peak, he should have refused without hesitation. Yet the situation before him was that Li Musheng had not done so.
At this point, Li Musheng leisurely appraised Fu Qiwen for a while, stroking his chin. "Falling God Peak ranks among the four great sects of the martial world. It has countless martial arts masters, and its influence stretches across four provinces of Great Li. Dealing with it will be immensely difficult."
As he spoke, his tone suddenly shifted. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "Still, it isn't impossible for me to agree to your request. It's just that... you'll have to sweeten the deal."
Fu Qiwen said nothing at those