"Lord, forgive my bluntness, but Xu Yi is just a minor City God from out of town. Those Old Yellow Dragon Demons over at Yueshi Ridge are each tremendously powerful. How could they possibly give him face? If it comes to it, I'll go talk to them myself. At worst, we can raise our offer by another twenty percent. They should know better than to push us too far. If they provoke us, they won't come out of it unscathed."
In Jingchen Hall of the Jiangbei Earth God Palace, Li Jinhuan wore a worried expression as his advisor, Master Wu, lowered his voice and offered his counsel.
Li Jinhuan said, "You think I'm worried about the Old Yellow Dragon Demons? I'm worried that I'll have wasted this favor for nothing. It's infuriating."
Master Wu stared at him in surprise. "Why does the lord think so highly of that City God Xu? You said his cultivation was only at the Dao Integration Realm, but the Old Yellow Dragon Demons are a whole band of Ghost Immortals, and quite a few of them are at the second level."
Li Jinhuan waved a hand. "There's no way to sum up how uncanny this man is by his cultivation level alone. Just wait and see. I'm sure he'll be able to solve this headache for me. Have the kitchen prepare wine and meat at once. This man has a powerful appetite; as long as he's had his fill of wine and meat, everything can be talked through."
An incense stick's time later, Xu Yi appeared out of nowhere outside Jingchen Hall, startling Li Jinhuan and Master Wu.
Li Jinhuan immediately moved to attack, but Xu Yi called out, "I've only changed my face. Brother Li, how could you fail to recognize an old friend?"