At that point, the most likely outcome was that both sides would fight to the death, and decades of planning would go up in smoke. "Forget it, forget it. We'll do as he says. What's meant to be spent won't stay in our hands anyway." Gu Beiting's heart bled. Once Shopkeeper Tong of Hesheng Studio was brought in, the 4,800 Profound Yellow Essence he'd handed over would be gone for good.
Every time he thought of it, he regretted not taking Xu Yi down the moment the man had suddenly appeared at May Mountain Villa. Instead, he'd let the fellow speak, and things had ended up in this mess. In truth, if regret medicine were for sale, he'd have swallowed three or five pounds of it.
The following evening, Shopkeeper Tong of Hesheng Studio finally arrived. Xu Yi had met him while purchasing resources before. A sweep of his perception was enough; there was no need to look closely to know the man was a True Person. After hearing what everyone had requested, Shopkeeper Tong briskly went through the formalities without asking what they were for.
The room where the two sides conducted their business had been sealed with layers of restrictions by Gu Beiting, cutting off both voice transmission and the transfer of thoughts. Old Sui also personally watched over the entire process. Shopkeeper Tong had seen plenty of scenes like this and remained unruffled. At last, after half a day's work, everything was settled, and Shopkeeper Tong took his leave.
As soon as Shopkeeper Tong was gone, Gu Beiting came back, his face heavy with pain. "Everyone, I truly don't know what I've done to make you all so suspicious of me. Didn't we sign the Seven-Inch Nail-Head Book? What is it you still don't trust?"
Xu Yi