Feng Jun was not at all surprised by Huangfu Wuxia's little tricks—he was already immune to them.
He simply shook his head. "What Teleportation Array? You're overthinking it."
Huangfu Wuxia had only been testing him. She also felt that Feng Jun could not possibly have a spatial gate. "Fine. We recently happened upon a large supplier selling grain and bought nearly sixty thousand tons. We'll pool it together and trade it for Graphene. You currently owe me sixty thousand taels of gold."
"How much of a big deal is gold?" Feng Jun waved a hand and spoke domineeringly. "But let me make this clear: the quality of the Graphene cannot drop. Also... bring over the people you plan to have trained as soon as possible."
"The people have long been prepared. They can arrive in three days," Huangfu Wuxia replied with a smile. "This time, I prepared twenty people."
"You can only bring seven," Feng Jun stated flatly, offering no explanation—he did not think one was needed.
"All right." Huangfu Wuxia sighed, but did not ask for an explanation. "Are there any specific requirements for the candidates?"
After thinking for a moment, Feng Jun answered, "No higher than Qi Condensation Initial Stage, and no Innate Experts... They must be obedient."
Two days later, Huangfu Wuxia's people arrived. There were only ten of them. Aside from those at Qi Condensation Initial Stage, the rest were Advanced Martial Masters. Clearly, Feng Jun's requirements had helped her eliminate some candidates.
Choosing seven from these ten was Feng Jun's concern.
He quickly selected seven people. Huangfu Wuxia could not hold back any longer and pointed at one of those who had not been chosen. "Feng Adept, I mean no offense. I simply wish to know—what is unsuitable about Chen Xiaochuan, who is at Qi