"You have a way to help me?"
In the reception hall at the Four Seas Commerce Association headquarters on the Commerce Continent.
Tong Sihai regarded Lan Tian with some suspicion. Frankly, Lan Tian was only an eighth-tier Sovereign, an ant he could crush with a flick of his hand.
Yet he dared make such wild claims before him?
It was only because he trusted the judgment of the man beside him that he decided to hear what Lan Tian could offer.
Otherwise, in his current mood, he might well have slapped Lan Tian dead.
After all, Tomb Spirit was a Great Perfection Earth Sovereign. Although he was weaker than Tong Sihai, as long as he remained in the Four Seas Commerce Association, their strength would rival that of the strongest commerce association on the Commerce Continent.
Now, someone had come to take Tomb Spirit away. Behind the two Great Perfection Earth Sovereigns who had arrived stood a Heavenly Sovereign whom Tong Sihai could not afford to offend. He had no choice but to send Tomb Spirit off respectfully, even removing the measures he had previously planted inside Tomb Spirit before letting him leave.
He did not dare gamble on a Heavenly Sovereign's powers of perception. If that person discovered what he had planted inside Tomb Spirit, he might come straight over and slap him dead.
Across from him, Lan Tian saw the impatience on Tong Sihai's face and immediately nodded with a smile. "Of course. Otherwise, how would someone as insignificant as me dare come at a time like this and invite your displeasure, Chairman?"
"Oh?
"If you have a solution, tell me why you want to help our Four Seas Commerce Association.
"I've roamed the Great Thousand World for many years, yet I've never heard of a mere eighth-tier