"Please sit." The old man was quite amiable, and two chairs slid over to them. Luo Qian found it strange. Was this really the same man Landy had described? The old man got straight to the point. "You're in a hurry to learn where Tu Lang is, and I'm busy too, so let's not beat around the bush. I'm the only one in this domain who isn't afraid of Tu Lang, which means I'm the only one who can tell you where he is. That Landy is as timid as a mouse. If he was willing to bring you to me, you must have paid a considerable price. Telling you what I know puts me at great risk too. Let's see what you have that might persuade me."
Luo Qian considered for a moment. "How much money do you want?" The old man smiled. "Money? I'm afraid I have no less of it than you." Luo Qian said Pale-ly, "Then I have nothing to give you." The old man's expression changed, but Luo Qian continued, "Killing Tu Lang is the best payment I can offer you!" The old man could not help laughing. Luo Qian met his gaze with confidence, and the old man asked, "Why should I believe you can kill Tu Lang? That brat has two thousand fanatically loyal followers. Young man, I don't mean to look down on you, but without the Saint Court's help, you'll have a hard time killing him."
"You said yourself that Landy is as timid as a mouse," Luo Qian said. "Do you think he would work with me for money alone?" A sharp glint flashed through the old man's eyes, and he gave Luo Qian an approving look. "Good lad. Young people these days really are different. Very well, I'll tell