Wang Mingyang stroked his beard and smiled.
If he were allowed to speak with the denizens of the secret realm and cooperate with them directly, that was exactly what he wished for.
But cooperating with Ye Lin and letting Ye Lin act as a middleman was absolutely impossible.
How massive was the Wang Family? How could they let a Daluo Golden Immortal pocket the price difference?
Moreover, the secret realm's denizens were exceedingly generous. He would be the first to refuse to let Ye Lin eat from both ends.
During their first transaction, he had suspected that Ye Lin had taken kickbacks—and not a small amount, either.
After all, he had heard from the ancestor that the denizens of the secret realm were all extraordinarily lavish in their dealings.
"That is precisely what I mean. I'll let you meet the denizens of the secret realm in person. You can negotiate the terms yourselves; I'll merely serve as a guide."
Ye Lin said with a faint smile, his arms folded.
The moment those words fell, Wang Mingyang was not delighted. Instead, he stared at Ye Lin with wariness filling his eyes.
Something was wrong. Very wrong.
When he had approached this brat before, the brat had refused him in every possible way.
Why had he willingly agreed after making one trip to the secret realm?
Could it be that this brat had conspired with those secret realm denizens about something?
"Brat, say it. What conditions do you have? Or rather, what demands do you people have?"
Wang Mingyang stroked his beard, his face full of vigilance.
"No conditions, no demands. I can take you there right now."
Ye Lin failed to notice that something was off with Wang Mingyang and continued speaking.
If Wang Mingyang agreed, he could take him there