Hearing what Wang Cheng said, Tugou was stunned for a moment, and then immediately thought of Wang Cheng's somewhat risky method.
If the two of them want to enter the temple tower, they need the help of the White Sword of the Sky, otherwise, they will not be able to enter at all.
Tugou didn't speak anymore, he lay on the ground silently, listening to the conversation between Wang Cheng and Cangqiong Baijian.
Wang Cheng sat on the chair. He picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. His expression was calm, and it didn't look like there had been a battle at all. Looking at Cangqiong Baijian again, this guy's face was pale, and the energy and blood in his body were disordered.
This is a sign that his strength has not fully recovered from the previous battle.
The contrast between the two is very obvious.
"Tell me, what deal do you want to discuss with me?" Cangqiong Baijian said coldly.
Wang Cheng finished his tea, looked at Cang Qiong White Sword, and said calmly: "Since it is the Kowloon Holy City who sent people to kill me, that means it is about the underground market of ghost beasts..."
Having said this, Wang Cheng could see clearly that the eyes of Cangqiong White Sword contained murderous intent, but more importantly, they were filled with fear.
Wang Cheng smiled, but his tone remained calm: "You are the real masterminds behind the scenes! I can't believe that in order to maximize profits, Kowloon Holy City actually started an underground market! There must be some of your people in other places, right?"
"What on earth are you going to say!" Cangqiong Baijian slapped his hand on the table, his voice suppressed with anger.
"Don't worry!" Wang Cheng smiled faintly, "That's what I want to say!"
"If you dare to speak out, you can guess what kind of strong man you will encounter and kill you!" The White Sword of the Sky began to threaten Wang Cheng.
This matter is so influential that once it is leaked, it will definitely shock the entire continent. And Wang Cheng, as the whistleblower, will definitely be killed by the top powerhouses in the Kowloon Holy City.
"Of course I won't tell anyone!" Wang Cheng sipped his tea, looked at an unknown corner on the first floor, and said lightly, "The premise is that you must agree to one condition!"
"Huh?" Cangqiong Baijian frowned, realizing what Wang Cheng was about to say.
Wang Cheng turned to look at him and said: "Promise me a condition. I will keep silent about this matter and pretend it never happened!"
Cangqiong Baijian calmed down. He finally knew what the deal was.
Using the secret of the underground market, Wang Cheng wants to trade with Kowloon Holy City.
"You should know very well what level of organization the Kowloon Holy City is, but now you want to negotiate terms with it?" Cangqiong Baijian smiled scornfully. He felt that Wang Cheng was a bit naive.
"I don't care at all about what will happen to the mainland in the future!" Wang Cheng stood up, glanced at the White Sword of the Sky, "Get out!"
Cangqiong Baijian felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He stood up and looked at Wang Cheng warily.
"I won't kill you, get out of here!" Wang Cheng called to Tugou, who wanted to go upstairs.
"Then..." Cangqiong Baijian was about to ask about the underground market of ghost beasts when he realized that he couldn't explain it. Because he had pointed out before that the gap between Wang Cheng and Kowloon Holy City was too big.
Only now did he see the situation clearly.
Now it is Wang Cheng who has the handle on the Kowloon Holy City, not Wang Cheng who is seeking the Kowloon Holy City.
"Brother Wang, please stay!" Cangqiong Baijian looked ugly and spoke with difficulty.
"Is there anything else?" Wang Cheng was on the stairs, looking at Cangqiong Baijian indifferently.
"About the conditions you mentioned..."
"I have nothing to talk about with Kowloon Holy City. Such a giant is not interested in a little person like me!" Wang Cheng went upstairs.
"Wait a minute!" Cangqiong Baijian's face was extremely ugly. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Can you tell me the conditions you mentioned? I can represent part of the power of Kowloon Holy City."
"It's too late! Now, you either agree to my conditions or you leave!" Wang Cheng didn't even say the content of the conditions, and forced Cangqiong Baijian.
"Don't be too willful. What you are facing now is the Kowloon Holy City!" Cangqiong Baijian said in a low voice, suppressing anger in his tone.
"Didn't you say that the gap between me and the Kowloon Holy City is too big!" Wang Cheng smiled coldly, "Are you leaving? If you don't leave, I will never let you leave!" Murderous intent broke out in his tone.
Upon seeing this, the native dog activated the ancient ban that was carved on this day.
Suddenly, waves of murderous intent erupted from the inn.
Cangqiong Baijian's face was pale. He wanted to leave now, but he couldn't leave until the matter was resolved.
"Aren't you afraid that the real power will come?"
"Is the King of War so scary?" Wang Cheng sneered, "Is it possible that I have experienced so much that I don't have the means to cope with it?"
"Brother Wang, as long as your conditions are not excessive, I can agree to your conditions on behalf of the Kowloon Holy City!" Cangqiong Baijian regretted in his heart. He regretted his previous contemptuous remarks about the gap between Wang Cheng and the Kowloon Holy City.
If he didn't say it, he might still know a little bit about the content of Wang Cheng's conditions, but now, he just hopes not to offend Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng said coldly: "Of course it's not too much. I just want to ask you whether you agree or not?"
Seeing Wang Cheng's cold expression, Cangqiong Baijian hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!" He was extremely uneasy in his heart.
He had to do this. If he left, returned to the Kowloon Holy City, and failed in his mission, as a member of the Cangqiong clan, he might not suffer the death penalty, but he would definitely be severely punished.
This is not the most important reason. Once Wang Cheng exposes this matter, it will not be a felony, but a real death penalty. For the Kowloon Holy City, this will be a huge punishment.
But if he agreed to Wang Cheng, he didn't know what Wang Cheng would say. But he couldn't help it. It was him who brought things to this point.
You can only eat the bitter fruit yourself!
"Okay!" Wang Cheng suddenly smiled, "In that case, let's sit down and talk!"
Seeing Wang Cheng's mood change so quickly, Cangqiong Baijian felt extremely regretful. He now knew that Wang Cheng was waiting for him to belittle Wang Cheng's own identity in order to offend Wang Cheng.
In this way, Wang Cheng will get more benefits during the transaction process.
There was no other way, Cangqiong Baijian could only sit back and continue talking with Wang Cheng.
"My condition is actually very simple. Use the power of Kowloon Holy City to allow Tugou and I to participate in the Temple Tower Finals!" Wang Cheng said lightly, "I need a quota to participate in the competition!"
Cangqiong Baijian was stunned, and he sneered inwardly: "Do you think the finals are really that easy? You have provoked so many enemies, and once you enter, you will probably be squeezed to death!"
Let Wang Cheng die, this is the result that Cangqiong White Sword wants, this is also the result that Kowloon Holy City wants, and this is also the result that Wang Cheng's enemies want.
Now, if Wang Cheng insists on jumping into the fire pit, the White Sword of Heaven is naturally what he wants.