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Ni Yeye, a term that is meant as "your grandfather".
When the manager heard the name that Yang Wei had given him, he felt like his ears had heard wrongly.
"I-I'm sorry, but can you repeat your name again?" The manager asked stutteringly.
"Ni Yeye," Yang Wei responded swiftly.
"My parents were drunk when they named me, so do you have a problem with it?" he then asked in a slightly angry tone."
The manager shook his head quickly and apologized for his rudeness.
"Please forgive this little one for questioning you. I'm the manager of this store, Jang Chinlong." Jang Chinlong introduced himself.
For a person that is capable of producing an 8th tier alchemy pill, Jang Chinlong could not afford to offend.
And even if he's not the alchemist that had refined such a pill, Jang Chinlong was sure that he would be connected to the alchemist.
After all, his eyesight was the best in these kinds of fields and it was the reason for his promotion as a manager.
'With a glance, I can tell that the pill was refined a week ago. This is a jackpot for the Jangmin Clan. If we can rope him in or even make an acquaintance with him, then we would rise in power.' Jang Chinlong thought.
Sometime later, Jang Chinlong introduced their store and how they could guarantee Yang Wei would receive satisfaction from their work.
"Sir Ni Yeye, I believe choosing our store to auction off the 8th tier pill would bring you to an immaculate amount of wealth." Jang Chinlong said excitedly.
"I'm pretty sure everyone would have the same thought if I went to them," Yang Wei flat-out said, not giving him an ounce of respect.
He then proceeded to walk around before stopping at the VIP Section.
"Previously, I was told that I'm not allowed to enter the VIP Section and that truly made me feel ashamed of myself. I have secluded myself throughout these years, perfecting my alchemy skills and neglecting my cultivation base. I can't believe a Xiantian Realm is this irrelevant."
Jang Chinlong began to sweat profusely when he could tell how displeased Yang Wei was.
He turned around and held a fierce expression at the worker that was now trembling in fear.
"You- What did you say to our prestigious guest?" Jang Chinlong shouted in fury, clutching tightly onto the worker's clothes.
"I-I didn't mean to offend this sir. The VIP Section was strictly off-limits to an outsider-"
BAM!
Jang Chinlong directly throws the worker out of the store, decisively stopping him from speaking any more nonsense.
Outsider?
"I guess you don't want to make an acquaintance with me which explains why you refused my goodwill."
"T-That's not true. Sir Ni Yeye is such a great alchemist that I would be willing to be an acquaintance of."
"Then the pill?"
Jang Chinlong quickly opened the lid of the pill bottle and consumed the pill directly.
Yang Wei nodded his head.
"You sure know how to make a connection, Jang Chinlong." Yang Wei praised.
And he continued, "So back to my original question, is the Jang Clan associated with the Yi Clan in any way?"
Jang Chinlong pondered for a few minutes.
This is going to be the biggest gamble in his life regarding the two choices he has on hand.
On one hand, he could reject Yang Wei and continue their collaboration with the Yi Clan. Or they could cancel their collaboration with the Yi Clan and take on the risk of being acquainted with the mysterious Yang Wei.
'Should I contact the Clan Leader for this? But this would displease Sir Ni Yeye if he sees me hesitating... An 8th tier alchemy pill that had been lost for centuries.' Jang Chinlong began fidgeting his fingers as he tried to come up with a decision.
He started walking back and forth, seemingly in deep thought.
Yang Wei was in no rush as he calmly found a chair to sit down and wait.
'Heh, if you can resist the temptation of an 8th tier pill, then I will truly be flabbergasted,' Yang Wei sneered coldly.
For this 8th tier alchemy pill, he had spent a lot of effort begging Fan Ping to refine him one. It was obtained through sweat and tears to convince him.
By having an 8th tier alchemy pill, it was essentially a guaranteed victory no matter what.
Only a fool would pass up such a delicious offer for a collaboration that might even fail in the end.
Seeing how indecisive he is, Yang Wei decided to push him a bit further.
"Before coming here, I have heard the news that the Yi Clan's heir, Yi Renshu, is engaged to the daughter of the Tianlong Sect's Patriarch. By that definition, the Yi Clan is only going to become more powerful and at that time, would the Jang Clan mean anything to them?" Yang Wei asked.
Jang Chinlong raised an eyebrow.
Now that he was reminded by Yang Wei, his perspectives had changed.
"Right, the Yi Clan and Tianlong Sect are about to be one family. Do they even need our Jang Clan's assistance anymore?" He muttered.
After pondering for a bit more, Jang Chinlong recalled that they haven't even received an invitation to their engagement banquet.
Rage soon filled Jang Chinlong's eyes as he took a deep breath.
'Elder brother, forgive this little brother's decision, but times have changed. We no longer have the same status and prestige as before.' He thought.
"Sir Ni Yeye, our Jang Clan has no association with the Yi Clan at all. You can rest assured and allow us to be the middle-man," Jang Chinlong cupped his fist and said with a solemn expression.