Chapter 98: Deal Reached

"Since that is the case, I will trust you this once."

Steward Zhang looked at Qin Ming again and said,

"Then I thank you for your trust, Steward Zhang."

Qin Ming cupped his hands and said.

It was not that Qin Ming could not produce one hundred perfect qi gathering pills.

For him, as long as he had the spirit plants to refine qi gathering pills, he could have as many perfect qi gathering pills as he desired.

However, he was not familiar with Steward Zhang, so he obviously could not fully trust him.

Qin Ming did trust the Jue Ming Pavilion itself; he knew that such a large Power would never embezzle his perfect qi gathering pills.

Such an organization valued its reputation above all else; a mere few perfect qi gathering pills could not make the Jue Ming Pavilion violate its principles.

However, Qin Ming did not fully trust this Steward Zhang.

After all, people were prone to greed; if Steward Zhang disregarded the interests of the Jue Ming Pavilion and embezzled the perfect qi gathering pills for himself, that would be troublesome.

He was not worried about these Medicinal Pills, but if he failed to hire an expert at the Grand Martial Master Realm, that would be a problem.

"You have one hundred perfect qi gathering pills; how do you intend to use them?"

Steward Zhang asked.

Qin Ming smiled and said,

"I want the Chen family, the City Lord, and the Wang family of Liu City to all vanish into thin air!"

Qin Ming's tone was breezy and light, yet the content concerned the lives of over a thousand people.

In Qin Ming's eyes, these lives seemed to be nothing more than ants.

Steward Zhang was also a Martial Artist and had grown accustomed to such disputes, so he was naturally used to it.

Yet, for a youth to be able to speak such words, how could he not be shocked?

Steward Zhang said,

"The Chen family and the Wang family can die, but the City Lord cannot!"

Qin Ming thought for a moment and realized that the City Lord represented an official Power; killing him would be a failure to give Face to the Imperial Clan.

Indeed, he could not be killed just like that!

"Since that is the case, just send ten Great Martial Masters to follow my command; that way, you can completely distance the Jue Ming Pavilion from this."

Qin Ming said directly.

The reason Steward Zhang feared Qin Ming killing the City Lord was simply because he worried about a conflict between the Jue Ming Pavilion and the Imperial Clan; if Qin Ming took command, he would not have to worry.

It would have nothing to do with the Jue Ming Pavilion, and Steward Zhang would not need to worry.

Upon hearing Qin Ming's words, Steward Zhang asked in return,

"You want to take command? You are merely a lowly Martial Artist; are you capable of commanding them?"

"Why wouldn't I be able to command? I am the employer, and besides, there are still other perfect qi gathering pills that have not yet been delivered.

If those Martial Artists at the Grand Martial Master Realm do not obey, I will simply withhold the Medicinal Pills.

Of course, if they complete the task well, I will have additional rewards."

Qin Ming said magnanimously.

Steward Zhang laughed and said,

"Fine, since you have such great confidence, I will handle this according to the rules. If anything goes wrong, you must bear the consequences yourself.

According to the rules, this time our Jue Ming Pavilion is merely acting as a messenger, and we will only charge one-tenth of the reward.

The total is ten perfect qi gathering pills; we will collect five now, and the remaining forty-five qi gathering pills will be used to post the task.

Additionally, once the task is completed, you must produce the remaining Medicinal Pills, because I have written on the task that it is guaranteed by a Genius alchemist; if you fail to produce the remaining Medicinal Pills,

our Jue Ming Pavilion will take your life."

"Of course!" Qin Ming nodded, acknowledging what Steward Zhang said.

He had long known these rules, so hearing Steward Zhang explain them now, he was not worried in the slightest.

"In that case, I will issue the task!"

After obtaining Qin Ming's consent, Steward Zhang took out a small flute and blew into it gently.

Outside the Jue Ming Pavilion, the sound of birds chirping rang out, and soon, a Demonic Beast darted in through a secret door on the ceiling of the room.