Xu Boyu had gone all out to cling to the Wang Clan's thigh, and his messages were exceedingly accurate.
Ten days after he sent word, Zhang Dingming arrived at Wanchuan Market, requesting an audience with Wang Daoyuan and Zhou Luan.
The man cut quite an impressive figure. Dressed in a white Daoist robe, with hair and beard white as snow, long brows sweeping into his temples, and three wisps of long beard drifting in the breeze, he looked every inch an immortal sage.
He appeared no different from a cultivator of an orthodox sect. It was hard to imagine that such a kindly old man was actually the helmsman of North Abyss's greatest assassin organization.
Unlike Xu Boyu's visit, this was a discussion between the leaders of two great powers, so it naturally had to be more formal.
Wanchuan Market dispatched a flying vessel to carry Zhang Dingming to Jade Spring Peak.
Wang Mingshan personally led him into the Assembly Hall, where Wang Daoyuan and Zhou Luan were already seated.
The moment Zhang Dingming entered the Assembly Hall, he bowed and said, "Blood Shadow Great Elder Zhang Dingming pays respects to the Supreme Emperor and Empress of Yan.
"Mid-grade Fifth-order Demon Beasts are running rampant near Blood Shadow's territory.
"I beg the Empress Dowager, for the sake of her origins in Blood Shadow, to save Blood Shadow's cultivators. We shall certainly be forever grateful."
This Great Elder truly was slippery. His mouth was full of honeyed words, yet he offered nothing concrete.
Wang Daoyuan sighed. "Fellow Daoist Zhang, you have come at an unfortunate time. Half a year ago, Mid-grade Fifth-order Demon Beasts were causing trouble around Wanchuan Market as well.
"At that time, hundreds of Demon Beasts had gathered in the outer seas of Linhai Prefecture, and Mid-grade Fifth-order