"Hello, Mr. Bai. It's an honor to meet you." Angus held out his hand. The burly older man spoke fluent Chinese.
"Likewise."
Bai Xiaowen shook his hand. He had just finished making a Highland Drake Strength Potion. Its purity was as high as 98%, and it gave off a captivating glow under the lights.
Everyone present knew their potions, and several let out quiet gasps. But potions were not why they had come, so no one changed the subject.
Angus said, "Mr. Bai, I'm here to negotiate with you over access slots to the Fengdu Treasure Ground... Is now a good time?" His eyes flicked toward Jiang Ke and Deng Long.
Bai Xiaowen smiled. "That's fine. Go ahead."
Angus said, "Very well. The Mifulin Guild is willing to exchange access slots to Sannar Cemetery, an S-Tier treasure ground under our control, for your Fengdu Treasure Ground slots. Two of ours for one of yours! Of course, that's only the first condition."
That first condition made Jiang Ke and Deng Long's expressions shift. Two for one? These Americans were driving up the price. How shameless.
Bai Xiaowen smiled. "Please continue."
Angus said, "The second condition is that the Mifulin Guild... No, the Rockefeller family will propose that the newly promoted White Phoenix Team be invited to the Super Cup Bubble Playoffs!"
That condition made the two Chinese guild representatives look even more troubled.
Bai Xiaowen asked with a smile, "Did any team ranked third through eighth in this year's China Class-A League withdraw from the Bubble Playoffs?"
Camille, standing nearby, smiled. "One did. The eighth-place Longze Team withdrew from the challenge for personal reasons."
Angus nodded. "I'm a member of the Super Cup organizing committee. I'll fulfill my sacred duty by inviting a capable Chinese team and making China's Super Cup