"Go fetch Chen An."
"Yes."
The man in black withdrew, trembling.
A short while later, Chen An strode in and dropped to one knee.
"Greetings, Alliance Leader."
For Chen An to serve as the Golden Hall's manager, he naturally enjoyed Nangong Wan's deep trust.
Nangong Wan frowned. "Tell me everything you know about that Number 66 and Number 88."
After watching the three display their prowess in today's competition, Chen An had even more confidence in them.
He also knew that Nangong Wan would inevitably ask questions after seeing that scene, so he had already prepared what to say.
He hurriedly said, "This Number 66 and his senior brother, Number 88, caught my attention as soon as they arrived."
He then recounted in detail how Chen Ping had gambled while competing in the Golden Hall.
His cleverest move was to make his account nine parts truth and one part falsehood, concealing only his deeper relationship with Chen Ping. Naturally, he said nothing about Chen Ping having him purchase rare metals, either.
After all, at its core, this business involved him and several local operators he knew lining their pockets by biting the hand that fed them. He certainly could not casually let it slip.
After hearing his account, Nangong Wan's expression eased somewhat. He told Feng Ling, "From the sound of it, this Cai Xukun's main objective is those precious, restricted rare metals. Jini titanium magnesium should be his foremost target."
"We still have some reserves of it. Although it's exceedingly precious, it isn't particularly useful to us. I think we can offer some to draw him in."
"As long as he wants something, this will be easy. He'll definitely return for the grand finals. I'll speak with him then and try to recruit them both."
"The sacred power he