Chen Nan came from the mortal world.
Although he had a few friends in the underworld,
Most of them were female confidantes.
He had absolutely no friends who could be called old friends.
Without further thought,
He stood up and went to the living room.
Seeing the figure before him, his pupils trembled violently.
He felt as if he had seen a ghost.
He rubbed his eyes, confirmed he wasn't mistaken, and exclaimed in surprise, "Third brother, you're still alive?"
He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
After all, Number Six had said,
That there was a traitor within the Anti-Heaven Cult,
Which led to Number Three being killed on his way to Fengdu City.
Steward Wang of Qingyun Tower looked at Chen Nan in a daze, "Who is Third Brother? Me?"
"I'm not Number Three!"
"I'm the second eldest in my family."
Looking at his innocent eyes,
Chen Nan couldn't help but shudder.
He seemed to have mistaken someone.
Steward Wang was not Number Three of the Anti-Heaven Cult.
He hadn't helped him at all.
He had only been tricked by him countless times, and he had mistakenly thought he was Number Three.
The real Number Three was someone else.
But.
Who was the real Number Three?
A big question arose in Chen Nan's mind.
He was sure.
Number Three was someone who had appeared by his side.
After all, Number Three already knew his identity.
"Young Master Chen?"
"Young Master Chen?"
Hearing Steward Wang call his name and wave in front of him,
Chen Nan snapped back to reality. He smiled awkwardly, "How did Steward Wang know my address in Fengdu City?"
Steward Wang smiled, "There's something you might not know, Wang Qian'er is my niece."
"Yes, I am her second uncle."
"I followed her here and learned of Young Master Chen's address in Fengdu City."
Chen Nan paused.
Then he understood.
Steward Wang's name was Wang Yunchuan.
And Wang Qian'er's father was Wang Yunlong.
It was clear they came from the same family.
It was just that he hadn't expected.
Wang Yunchuan would be a steward at Qingyun Tower.
And Qingyun Tower and the Wang family were mortal enemies.
"I've come today to ask Young Master Chen to refine some Fierce Ghost Pills for our Qingyun Tower," Steward Wang said straightforwardly. "After all, according to our previous agreement, you still owe our Qingyun Tower the refinement of one type of pill."
Chen Nan smiled and shook his head.
Qingyun Tower and the Wang family were indeed mortal enemies.
The Wang family wanted him to refine Body Seizing Pills,
While Qingyun Tower wanted him to refine Fierce Ghost Pills.
They both wanted to crush the other.
However.
He only owed Qingyun Tower one type of pill.
And on the Wang family's side, even after he finished refining the Body Seizing Pills for them,
He would still owe them one type of pill.
Yes.
According to the current situation,
Qingyun Tower could not possibly contend with the Wang family.
Of course.
This was not important to him.
What was important was.
He only needed to fulfill his agreements with both sides and refine pills for them.
Steward Wang hesitated for a moment and said, "Young Master Chen, I have an impudent request."
Chen Nan: "Speak."
Steward Wang said, "Our Qingyun Tower wishes to establish a long-term exclusive cooperation relationship with you."
Chen Nan: "Sure!"
Steward Wang was stunned.
Did he agree so readily?
Chen Nan: "Tell me your terms, Qingyun Tower!"
Although he had the strength of a level nine ghost king,
He was a supreme expert in the underworld.
But he had family in the underworld.
Loved ones.
Even if he left,
Wouldn't he have to consider them?
Steward Wang lowered the pill refinement rate, "Thirty percent success rate."
Chen Nan laughed, "Turn right at the door, I won't see you out."
Steward Wang became anxious, "You, Chen, don't think I don't know your success rate is a hundred percent."
He had not known this before.
But he had discussed Chen Nan's matters with Wang Qian'er before.
Wang Qian'er had mentioned it inadvertently.
When Chen Nan proposed a forty percent success rate, she misheard it as one hundred percent.
At that time, Steward Wang knew.
It wasn't that Wang Qian'er had misheard.
But that Chen Nan, this fellow, truly had a one hundred percent success rate.
Steward Wang sighed, "Almost is good enough!"
"With your one hundred percent success rate, you only need to give us thirty percent."
"The remaining seventy percent all goes into your pocket."
"This deal is a sure win for you."
"Why not do it?"
Chen Nan shook his head, "Pills hold no attraction for me!"
"Then what do you want?" Steward Wang's eyes suddenly became wary.
Having dealt with Chen Nan for so long,
He knew well that Chen Nan was someone who would devour others without spitting out bones.
Chen Nan's lips curled up, "Thirty percent success rate, and... law fragments."
The matter of space law fragments was something he learned from Steward Wang.
To be honest, Steward Wang was a benefactor he met in the underworld.
If he hadn't learned about the space law fragments,
He wouldn't have grown so fast.
Nor would he now control four types of law power.
Therefore.
He was certain that Qingyun Tower must possess law fragments.
His idea was simple.
Collect the Earth and Metal law fragments.
This way, he could control five types of law power, just like in the mortal world.
"Law fragments?" Steward Wang was greatly surprised, then repeatedly shook his head, "This matter is of great importance and is not something I can decide."
Chen Nan: "You can go back and ask your superior."
Steward Wang shook his head, "Even if I ask my superiors, they will not agree to this matter."
Chen Nan lamented, "Then we have nothing to discuss!"
Steward Wang sighed, "Fine, I'll go back and ask, but you'd better not be too hopeful."
After a brief chat,
Steward Wang left the Chen family.
The moment he left.
Chen Nan's face instantly turned grim.
If Steward Wang wasn't Number Three,
Then who was the real Number Three?
Suddenly.
Chen Nan thought of someone close to him.
That was Han Zongyuan, the magistrate of Tongcheng.
Although Han Zongyuan's help to him seemed less than that of Steward Wang,
Han Zongyuan had recommended him to become the governor of the Tongcheng Water Transport Office.
Thinking of this,
Chen Nan suddenly shuddered.
Was the gunpowder on the ship during the Ma family's first shipment arranged by Han Zongyuan?
The purpose was to allow him to earn merit?
A wry smile appeared on his face.
Given Han Zongyuan's personality,
He could indeed do such a thing.
And another point.
He had gone to the Fire God Sect under the guidance of Number Three back then.
There, he had obtained the opportunities of the Fire God Sect.
And met Di Ting.
Without being polite.
Han Zongyuan had always worked hard for his rise and growth.
Perhaps he had wronged those who died tragically in the explosion at Tongcheng Wharf.
Perhaps everyone in the world condemned him.
But only he himself could not say anything bad about him.
After all, everything Han Zongyuan had done was for him.
"I truly didn't expect you to be by my side all along."
"If I hadn't been so presumptuous and mistaken Steward Wang for Number Three."
"Perhaps we would have met long ago?"
Thinking of what Han Zongyuan had done for him.
Thinking of how he had died a betrayal by a traitor.
A strong killing intent arose in Chen Nan's heart.
He took out the communication jade token of the Anti-Heaven Cult.
And entered a line of information on it: Meet on Xuanwu Island in three days to discuss important matters!
He wanted to personally lure out the traitor within the Anti-Heaven Cult.
And avenge Han Zongyuan!