That day at the Autumn-Knowing Pavilion, Wang Hefeng had said, "There will definitely be a result within a month." Yet in truth, Song Wen received a message from Wang Hefeng the very next day.
[Senior Jiang, several vice alliance leaders of the Heaven-Questioning Alliance are interested in your transaction and would like to meet with you in person.]
Song Wen's eyes suddenly narrowed!
Several vice alliance leaders?
Were these people interested in that immortal artifact, or in that Golden Steel Corpse? Or perhaps both?
Though inwardly pleased, Song Wen's reply carried a note of vigilance.
[Manager Wang, I only need one Lingxu Dao Immortal to act. I have no way to pay the other vice alliance leaders. Besides, I do not want too many people involved in this matter.]
Wang Hefeng said, [Rest assured, Senior Jiang. Only one vice alliance leader will take action. As for the reward—your immortal sword is more than sufficient. It is merely that several vice alliance leaders are interested in this matter and have expressly stated that they wish to meet you, Senior Jiang. Our Autumn-Knowing Pavilion cannot presume to act on your behalf and refuse them. How about this... you meet the few of them first, then decide whom to choose to refine the corpse puppet?]
[Your establishment certainly knows how to calculate.] Song Wen's voice abruptly turned cold. [Your Autumn-Knowing Pavilion dares not offend Lingxu Dao Immortals, so you push me, Jiang, out into the open. When the time comes, no matter whom I choose, the others will surely be dissatisfied. How could I possibly keep my life?]
[Senior, you worry too much!] Wang Hefeng hurriedly soothed him.
But Song Wen immediately said again.
[This transaction is canceled. There is no need to trouble the Autumn-Knowing Pavilion or the Heaven-Questioning Alliance any further.]