The chill in the forest had eased somewhat, but the heavy atmosphere had not completely dissipated.
Du Busi took a deep breath and looked at Kong Ming'an with a complicated, solemn expression.
"You want the Body Sect to publicly back the Mingmeng Chamber of Commerce in Shrek City, act as its protector, and become its nominal founder?"
"That's right."
Kong Ming'an smiled.
There was no denying that, over the past few years, the Mingmeng Chamber of Commerce had developed at an extraordinary pace by using Demiplane spatial transportation to move goods, resell supplies, and leverage its crushing advantage in Soul Tool technology over the Douluo Three Kingdoms.
Although it still could not compare to the major merchant guilds built up over many years by forces such as the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Clan, it had barely managed to enter the top ranks.
However, once a merchant guild grew successful, many people naturally began eyeing it greedily, wondering whether they could tear off a piece of its flesh.
Things had been fine for a while before this, but recently, the probing from various forces had intensified. Though no armed conflicts had broken out yet, it was only a matter of time.
Solving this problem was not difficult. Kong Ming'an had many possible methods, and the simplest of them was to have one of the Douluo Three Kingdoms' top forces publicly support the merchant guild.
And the Body Sect was undeniably among those top forces.
Du Busi relaxed slightly and immediately grew more confident.
"This isn't much of a problem for the Body Sect. I can handle that guy Xuan Zi, and the other Super Douluo can be handled by the Elders of my sect..."
"There's also Mu En," Kong Ming'an added.
"Hm?" Du Busi froze, then let out a piercing roar.