All-Direction Trading Firm headquarters.
Inside the spacious, resplendent hall, more than twenty people sat in their seats. Some had their eyes half closed, some looked around, and others conversed in low voices.
Several figures also sat in a corner of the hall, their expressions grim.
They were Yan Jiujiang, the All-Direction Trading Firm's Great Elder, and several of Ancestor Qingyun's direct descendants. Huang Ying was among them as well.
Huang Ying's gaze wandered, but mostly lingered on Chen Lin and Zhang Zhenqian. There was no telling what she was thinking.
Chen Lin and his three companions sat together, also speaking quietly.
They had originally communicated through voice transmissions, but later, to make the alliance of their Five Friends of Tiancang known, Lu Xiaoyi stopped using them. She even raised her voice considerably, drawing frequent sidelong glances from those present.
Chen Lin disliked such conspicuous behavior, but since they had formed an alliance, they did need to let others know. That would make anyone harboring ulterior motives toward him think twice.
It benefited not only him, but Qin Lingyu and the others as well.
After talking for a while and achieving her aim, Lu Xiaoyi stopped holding forth. She sat in her chair with her eyes half closed, as though all that talking had tired her out and she wanted to rest.
Chen Lin, meanwhile, quietly studied those present, then asked Zhang Zhenqian and Yue Tian about them through voice transmissions.
"Brother, do you know these people? Introduce them to your little brother, so I can learn just who these mighty figures are."
Chen Lin sent the message to Zhang Zhenqian. Since they were sworn brothers, there was no need to stand on ceremony.
The corner of Zhang Zhenqian's mouth twitched, but he nevertheless began introducing the cultivators he knew through