Feng Jun did not want to do business with people who had no money, but he had dealt with government officials before and knew that some matters became truly helpless once people started wrangling over them—just look at how the authorities had behaved during the purchase of secondhand equipment.
Still, he had no intention of sympathizing with Duke Yongyi. "You have no money and still want to negotiate with me... Honestly, what flexible payment options could there be? Let me tell you, my time is valuable."
He did not want to waste words with the other man, but Duke Yongyi had no intention of dragging things out either. "I asked the Qingning Prefecture governor about it and heard that Immortal Master is interested in certain mineral deposits... especially rich iron mines?"
"That was Qingning Prefecture, not you, Duke Yongyi," Feng Jun answered with absolute clarity. "He only had those ores. I saw that he was pitiful, so I agreed to the trade. You are a dignified duke; only a mine would be a suitable exchange."
Yet upon hearing this, Duke Yongyi was not angered but delighted. He said with a smile, "That was exactly what I was thinking. Immortal cultivators must mine far faster than we do. Rather than give you ore, it would be better to designate an entire mine for you."
"Is that so?" Feng Jun smiled casually. "Can you make that decision?"
"With an Immortal Master present, why would I need to make the decision?" Duke Yongyi answered righteously. "As long as you specify that you want an iron mine, naturally we must provide one. If anyone disagrees... then they can produce the gold instead."
Feng Jun paused, then laughed. "So you want to use me as a blade? You have quite some nerve."
"I truly do