Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 152
"So you're Young Master Su?" Elder He looked at Zhou Fan with a look of disbelief.
"Yes, I am him and he is me." Zhou Fan said with a face without hesitation, making Elder He even more astonished.
"Then why are you hiding your identity?" ask Elder He.
"Because I know, the medicine pavilion won't accept me if I use the name of the Zhou Clan." Again Zhou Fan answered briefly, as if all the answers had been prepared.
"You already know how the medicine pavilion works, but you're still doing it, aren't you worried that we'll cancel the handover of your capital holdings?" Elder He said in a sarcastic tone.
"Heh.. If it was me, I might have thought of that possibility, but with 'this' would the Elder care about it?" Zhou Fan took out a silver-golden token.
Elder He quickly grabbed the token which in his eyes looked familiar. His old eyes continued to spy on the fist-sized token.
Moments later his pupils widened, then his gaze pointed towards Zhou Fan, as if asking for an explanation from the young man.
"A medicinal pavilion elder definitely knows what and what the token is for," Zhou Fan said with a faint smile.
"How did you get it, even the only one of us who has it is only Chairman Chen, it would also have to sacrifice a very long time to get approval from the central building." Elder He was increasingly confused by the identity of the young man before him.
"It doesn't need to be that big, whether such a token is so great, it came to my mind to reject it at that time." Zhou Fan said casually, making Elder He choke on his own saliva.
"I came here, wanting the medicine pavilion to be the pill supplier for the Zhou Clan."
Zhou Fan's words were so forthright, making Elder He round his eyes.
Receiving a strange response from the old man before him, Zhou Fan again said. "Can't it, it doesn't take much, the Zhou Clan only needs a thousand second-rate cultivation pills as well as five hundred third-rate recovery pills."
Ughhhh...
Elder He gulped his saliva roughly, then wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"It wasn't that the medicine pavilion refused, but Young Master Zhou already knew the medicine pavilion wouldn't side with any of the Clans among the other large Clans,"
"It is also impossible to provide such a large number of pills, especially second-rate cultivation pills." Elder He shook his head with a regretful face.
Zhou Fan narrowed his eyes, as he was about to say, an old man walked into the room that was indeed in a half-open door state.
"Chairman?" Elder He greeted the man, none other than Chairman Chen.
Zhou Fan stood up from his seat, then faced Chairman Chen.
"Duringly not see the Chief?" Zhou Fan cupped his hands together.
Chairman Chen frowned, the two had no memory of ever getting to know the young man who was now before him.
Elder He immediately approached Chairman Chen, then he explained the outline of the story in a whispering voice.
Chairman Chen nodded his head, clearly visible on his face did not reveal a surprised expression, but in his heart he certainly felt it.
Chairman Chen's old eyes continued to look at the young man Elder He said was Zhou Fan, but all he could see was a thick black cloud.
Chairman Chen's forehead shriveled, in his heart he asked. "How strong he is, even I can't see his cultivation level, even though I'm already at the level of a nine-star grand master fighter."
Despite realizing Chairman Chen's strange behavior, Zhou Fan tried to be relaxed, he had no intention of humiliating Chairman Chen by indulging his cultivation level.
Perhaps Chairman Chen as well as Elder He would feel humiliated if he said his cultivation level.
Ahem...
Chairman Chen cleared his throat, then opened his mouth while walking towards the seat not far from him.
"Elder He said, do you want us to be the Pill Enforcer for the Zhou Clan?" ask Chairman Chen.
Chairman Chen stroked his beard, nodding he said. "It could be, considering that you have a core member token of the medicinal pavilion. But what advantage would the medicine pavilion gain if it did as you requested?"
"Hehe.." Zhou Fan smiled faintly, he had already prepared everything, he had predicted the situation would become what it is now.
Zhou Fan waved his hand, along with that a scroll was thrown out.
"I will give you the scroll" Zhou Fan said with a mysterious smile.
"Technics? Although the battle technique scroll was a valuable item, it would not be of much use to the medicine pavilion," Chairman Chen said.
"Why is the Chairman in such a hurry, hasn't Chairman Chen opened it yet?" said Zhou Fan.
"Is it not a fighting technique, then what does it contain?" Chairman Chen sat down with a curious face.
Quickly his wrinkled hands picked up the scroll lying on the table, the old man opened the scroll with a sobriety heart.
His attitude that was so carried away by the mood made Zhou Fan's heart tingle, it was seen that he was holding back from laughing.
Srek....
Chief Chen spread out the paper that was originally a scroll, his eyes moved to browse the contents of the scroll.
Brak!
Chairman Chen kicked the table strongly, causing a bang that managed to make Elder He jump from his seat.
"What's in it, Chief?" Elder He grew increasingly curious about the scroll in the hands of his chairman, seeing Chairman Chen's reaction upon seeing it.
"I... This... " Chairman Chen could not say anymore, his tongue was twisted.
Ahem...
"Where did you get it?" Chairman Chen asked with a very curious face, as if he had found an extremely valuable item.
"For the matter of how I got it, does it matter?" Zhou Fan asked back.
Chairman Chen was a little disappointed to hear Zhou Fan's words but he couldn't possibly force the young man to say it.
Elder He grabbed the scroll that accidentally slipped out of Chairman Chen's hand, his eyelids as if he wanted to jump out when he found out what was on it.
"A really effective method, never once did we think of a method that is beyond reason. With the help of this scroll, the alchemist abilities of all the members of the medicinal pavilion will increase, including me and the other elders." Elder He said in a adoring voice.
"Oh yeah... How about the Zhou Clan?" Zhou Fan asked again.
The chairman seemed to be thinking, but he didn't really think, the scroll was more than enough to agree to it. But he was a little reluctant to say frankly.
"Emn... I don't think it's a problem." Chairman Chen said with his hands still stuck to his chin.
"I assume this is done, so every month the medicinal pavilion should send a thousand second-rate cultivation pills as well as five hundred third-tier selection pills."
Zhou Fan's remark made the two old men who had originally put on happy faces, instantly turn grim.
"Every month?" The two unconsciously spoke the same sentence.
"Hey.." Without any guilt Zhou Fan nodded, then continued his words. "You guys don't need to worry, since the Zhou Clan can't possibly not pay, you can calm down."
Hearing Zhou Fan's continued words the two old men could breathe a sigh of relief.
"It can be enough if you don't pay!"