Lan Bingchen's words were quite sensible. Since the matter was irreversible, the only option was to fall on Nie Tian's side.
"Mr. Nie, when are you going to take up the post in Tianluo City?" Lan Bingchen suddenly asked.
"I will leave soon, tomorrow at the latest." Nie Tian said directly without hiding anything.
Lan Bingchen pondered for a while and said: "Tianluo City is three thousand miles away from the Imperial City, and it will take Mr. Nie several days to reach it at the fastest. The current Lord of Tianluo City is my uncle Lan Yunjiang. After I return to the palace, I will
Immediately send a letter to him, asking him to prepare to leave immediately and free up the City Lord's Mansion for Mr. Nie."
"Yes." Nie Tian nodded, expressing satisfaction.
Lan Bingchen was quite thoughtful.
At this time, Lan Bingchen wanted to say something more, but stopped talking.
How could Nie Tian not guess what he was thinking, and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry. Tianluo City is located at the junction of Feng Qin Empire and Lan Yun Empire. Even if Feng Qin Empire really wants to go to war with Lan Yun Empire,
Then Tianluo City is also the first to bear the brunt. I can assure you that as long as I am here, the Fengqin Empire’s army will never even take a step into Tianluo City, let alone threaten the Lanyun Empire. You can rest assured to be your emperor.
, just let me be your strongest barrier."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Nie." Lan Bingchen was so excited that she thanked her immediately.
Qin Yetian stabbed Lan Bingchen at this moment, and the latter immediately reacted and wanted to apologize.
Nie Tian waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.
Nie Tian was not willing to listen to those kind of polite words. He wanted Tianluo City anyway, and if he could ensure the safety of the Blue Cloud Empire, why not do it.
"Mr. Nie, I will take my leave now." Now that he had received the exact guarantee from Nie Tian, Lan Bingchen stopped staying and said, "I will definitely come to see you off, sir, tomorrow."
"No need." Nie Tian smiled lightly and signaled that Lan Bingchen could leave.
Lan Bingchen and Qin Yetian left immediately. What happened today was too big and they needed to go back and digest it.
After the two left, Jin Mingxin, Nie Tian and others were the only ones left in the hall, all of whom were their own.
"Mr. Nie, the guarantee you gave Lan Bingchen just now is not true, is it?" Jin Mingxin asked directly without being polite.
"Of course it's true." Nie Tian smiled faintly.
Jin Mingxin frowned and said: "Mr. Nie, do you know that Tianluo City is not only the junction of Fengqin Empire and Lanyun Empire, but also adjacent to Shuiwu Empire and Richu Empire. These three empires are all
It is a second-rate empire, far beyond what Lanyun Empire can afford, so Tianluo City is really a dangerous and dangerous place."
Nie Tian waved his hand to interrupt Jin Mingxin's words, and said with a confident smile: "President Jin, don't worry. I know what I am doing. Although the other three empires are strong, as long as I am here in Tianluo City, they will never
Allow others to covet it. If anyone dares to take advantage of Tianluo City, I will make him pay a heavy price."
Jin Mingxin looked at Nie Tian's calm expression and immediately thought of something in her mind before swallowing it hard.
Jin Mingxin thinks to himself that he has read countless people. Anyone who takes one look at him can basically guess everything. But for Nie Tian, even after getting along with him for so long, he still feels that the latter is a mystery, and the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks about it.
The more you see clearly, the harder it becomes to see clearly.
If anyone else said that Tianluo City could be saved by himself, Jin Mingxin would definitely not believe it, but when Nie Tian came out of his mouth, he believed it 70%.
Nie Tian is a man who can create miracles.
Thinking about it carefully, just over two months ago, who would have thought that a young man who came from a third-rate small town would stand at the pinnacle of the Lanyun Empire. Even the emperor would treat him with respect when he saw him.
Like a servant.
Such an incredible thing happened just like that, and the protagonist was standing in front of him.
Jin Mingxin thought like this and actually believed Nie Tian's words very much.
Nie Tian said that he could save Tianluo City, so he definitely could.
"President Jin, do you know this place called Danwu City?" Nie Tian suddenly asked.
Danwu City is the city that Gu Yi mentioned to Nie Tian. It is also the place where the three great empires of Feng Qin, Shui Wu and Ri Chu held the provincial capital of Danwu.
Jin Mingxin was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Danwu City is right next to Tianluo City, and is only separated from Tianluo City by a river. However, this city does not belong to the three empires, but is a private city owned by the Alchemist Guild.
"
"The city of the Alchemist Guild?" Nie Tian was slightly startled.
"Yes." Jin Mingxin nodded and explained: "The Alchemist Guild is an ancient and large organization. It is said to have existed in the Middle Ages. In the three thousand small worlds, almost every country has branches of the Alchemist Guild. And Alchemy
The master's guild also has its own private cities in various places."
"It is said that Danwu City is not only a private city owned by the Alchemist Guild, but also has a red-clothed elder from the Three Thousand Small World Alchemist Guild. So even though Danwu City is at the junction of the three empires, no matter how
No matter how the three empires quarreled, the flames of war never dared to burn into Danwu City."
"So that's it." Nie Tian's lips curled up slightly, but he was thinking of something.
He vaguely remembered that on the black iron token given to him by Gu Yi, there seemed to be two words engraved on the back: Red Clothes!
"Could this old guy be some red-clothed elder who is always stationed in Danwu City as an alchemist?" Nie Tian guessed in his mind.
Although Nie Tian is an alchemist, he does not know the rules of alchemists in Three Thousand Small Worlds, nor does he know what the elder in red means.
"President Jin, what does the elder in red mean?" Nie Tian felt a little strange and couldn't help but ask.
Jin Mingxin was stunned for a moment and looked at Nie Tian with a strange expression. His expression clearly said: You are an alchemist. Do you know what the elder in red means?
Although he had doubts in his heart, Jin Mingxin still explained: "There are four levels of elders in the Three Thousand Small Worlds Alchemist Association, namely the elders in white, the elders in red, the elders in yellow and the elders in blue."
"Among them, only the president of the General Association can wear white clothes and is called the white-robed elder. The red-robed elder is second only to the president. It is said that there are only seven red-robed elders in the Alchemist Association. There are more yellow-robed elders and blue-robed elders.
Basically, branch presidents of first-rate empires or second-rate empires can wear blue or yellow."
Nie Tian couldn't help curling his lips when he heard this, and said in his heart: "The alchemists of Three Thousand Small Worlds are not that good, but this level is divided in detail enough."
But from what Jin Mingxin said, it seems that the elder in red is very awesome and seems to be cheating.
"Mr. Nie, why did you suddenly mention Danwu City? Did you go to Tianluo City to participate in the Danwu City's Alchemy Festival?" Jin Mingxin suddenly remembered the Danwu City's Alchemy Festival and couldn't help but ask.
Nie Tian smiled faintly and said: "It's not that I'm not interested in alchemy competitions or anything like that. It's just that a friend asked me to go to Danwu City to find him when I have time, so I asked by the way."
What Nie Tian said was true. It was indeed Gu's intention to let him visit Danwu City.
"Oh." Jin Mingxin nodded, but didn't think much about it.