"I'm here to buy someone," Dai Youheng said succinctly, his voice flat and even.
"Oh? We have quite a few slaves here. What specific requirements do you have?" A flicker of understanding passed through the merchant's eyes as he asked the practiced question.
"Between twenty and forty years old. Must be a Soul Master-the higher the level, the better. Most importantly, they must have plenty of actual combat experience." Dai Youheng laid out his requirements. He did not need some ornamental vase with nothing but a high level to its name. He needed a warrior who could truly fight, someone who had seen blood.
The merchant's little mustache twitched, and he gave an "I understand" smile. Then he rubbed his hands together. "Sir, those are some steep requirements. A Soul Master who's also an experienced fighter won't come cheap."
"Money isn't an issue," Dai Youheng said, his tone still even. "As long as the merchandise meets my requirements."
As he spoke, he took out a Gold Soul Coin card, one available only to those with deposits of at least a million Gold Soul Coins.
Although he had spent nearly nine million at the Treasure Gathering Pavilion, he still had more than three million Gold Soul Coins on him.
The moment the merchant saw the card, his eyes went wide. His smile instantly turned warm and fawning, and he bent a little lower at the waist. "No problem, absolutely no problem! What a decisive gentleman you are! I won't make any other boasts about the Ordinary Alliance, but we certainly have no shortage of quality merchandise! Please follow me to the inner hall and take a seat. I'll fetch a list of suitable merchandise and their image records right away. I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
Dai Youheng nodded and followed the