When Bai Qingqian came to Zhaoyang Palace, dozens of miles outside the mirage city, she found that there were not as many guests as she imagined.

In the Zhaoyang Palace, there are dozens of people gathered, delicacies and delicacies, and they are extremely luxurious, which is the characteristic of merchants, and it is the same everywhere.

After a little look, I already had a rough idea in my heart, most of the people who came were the heads of various businesses, and the specifications were very high; However, there is no Quanzhen Sect business among them, and there are also a few demon sects missing, which are obviously deliberately excluded.

Among these merchants, most of them are merchants from Wumen Shuguo, Anhe, Taihao, and Buddhism, they can treat the Bai family like this, but they dare not confront the Demon Gate Alliance head-on, this is strength.

Even if the Southwest Daoist is far superior to the Demon Gate Alliance in terms of financial resources, the Demon Gate Alliance has a very unusual characteristic, that is, if it can't compete, it will flip the table.

But when you make a lot of money smoothly, the last thing you want is for someone to ignore the rules, so you have to endure a little.

She had already determined that something would really happen at such a night banquet, at least, it was necessary to put pressure on Bai Ji at the banquet.

Bullying people with power is the favorite set of Daomen, the soldiers who surrender without a fight.

Bai Qingqian sighed and walked towards the crowd, there was no way, it was difficult for her to get rid of the circle of these people, because once upon a time the Bai family was also a member of them, and now she has to break off the connection with them.

The strength of the Demon Gate merchants is insufficient, and they are powerless in borrowing spirit stones, which is a helpless reality.

They have to rely on the Demon Gate for survival, and they have to rely on the Dao Gate for business, which is the crux of the problem.

The host was very enthusiastic and specially greeted him, but under the enthusiasm of the appearance, it was the shrewd calculation in the words, and he was calculating.

"Bai Daoyou is willing to come, my Zhaoyang Palace is full of flowers; A group of old men and old women have added a bit of artistic conception to Bai Daoyou's empty valley orchid, otherwise some people will say that Zhaoyang Palace is Zhumen's meat smelly, poor and luxurious, and the faces of a group of nouveau riche."

Bai Qingying smiled, "All of you seniors have been in business for a long time, and many of them are self-made, and they are just touching the light of their fathers and ancestors, stealing this position, and they are really uneasy."

After all, Zeng Ji's qualifications are here, and he doesn't bother to go around in circles, "Bai Daoyou, do you know that the loan notes of the Four Seas Merchant have been transferred to my fortune? This time, I invited Bai Daoyou to come just to talk about this matter, after all, the lender and the borrower still have to communicate well, otherwise it will be difficult to explain clearly from beginning to end."

Bai Qingqian knew that the drama was coming, but she had no way back, "So I asked my predecessor to take over the Bai Ji bill, what kind of charter is it?"

Zeng Ji narrowed his eyes, "Ming people don't say secret words, and fortune will come to recover all the loans, because we have a big deal to discuss.

But the old man is not an unreasonable person, and he can give Bai Ji the opportunity to repay the loan in installments, but the premise is that all the treasures and utensils of your account must be sold at a good price, and cannot be resold without authorization."

Bai Qingqian is not surprised at all, there are so many tricks back and forth in business, which is not uncommon;

Zeng smiled slightly, "Bai Daoyou should be very aware of Bai Ji's current situation, the so-called person who knows the times is Junjie, in the mirage, no one dares to take your goods again, the Daomen will not accept it, and the Demon Gate can't accept it......

I've heard that many of your shops are nearing lease dates, and the landlord has other uses? I also heard that the Jiedu Mansion is very dissatisfied with your hoarding, thinking that it has interfered with the normal business atmosphere of the mirage and caused the price of utensils to fluctuate violently in the market?"

Looking at Bai Qingqian's face that gradually darkened because of his threat, Zeng Ji didn't care, a business that was not supported by a strong enough force, there was no other way than to compromise and seek perfection.

"Give us the goods now, at least you can pay off your debts and have a little surplus, if you insist, I'm afraid that Bai Ji will no longer have the possibility of surviving in Mirage City."

Bai Qingqian didn't pay attention to his words later, but put his doubts on the previous sentence: Jiedu Mansion wants to punish them for breaking the rules of commerce?

Of course, she knew that this was definitely not from the upper echelons of the Linhaiwo Sect

instructed, after all, the relationship between Wojiao and Quanzhen is good, and they are also faintly repulsed by Wumen; If you still make such a decision, then it must be one or a few of them who are playing a role.

Who could it be?

With a movement in his heart, his gaze swept from the crowd and fell on a personable monk,

"If I'm guessing correctly, this is the other person behind the scenes, right?

Lu Shilun from the sea festival? At the beginning, the two of you cowered and avoided the battle on Crab Claw Island, depending on the responsibility for the dangerous road, but I didn't expect to come back to the mirage human world to live a prosperous life and make waves.

Do you really think that the calamity of the Sea Clan is better than the sword of the monk?"

Zeng Ji's eyes were cold, this matter was the secret that he and Lu Shilun were most reluctant to mention, and listening to this woman's words, there was also a faint regard for the two of them as the culprits of the death of Jian Xiu.

"Bai Daoyou, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense; At the beginning, the Crab Claw Island Shell Farm had already been decided, and even the Quanzhi Sect had no objections, but Bai Daoyou is now sowing discord from it, I don't know what his intentions are?

Young people, you have to pay attention to the rules of doing business in Lilou City, and it is not a good habit to bite others indiscriminately if you are not good at business, you must know that I am near the sea and sea trade, in addition to natural disasters, there are also many man-made disasters!"

This is the threat of the red fruit, and the average businessman is not exempt from vulgarity when it comes to tearing his face.

Bai Qingqian is also threatening, she has no other way, she can only use words to manipulate and teach the other party to have to throw a rat bogey, but she has no evidence, and she has no ability to make trouble, if the other party is tough, she has no follow-up.

Zeng was a few old and spicy people, and he had already seen through the details of the Bai family, so he didn't care, and threatened her in turn; When it comes to this step, there is no room for maneuver except for not turning his face in person.

"Where to go, do it yourself!"

Zeng flicked the sleeves of his robe and left coldly, he didn't want to talk about it anymore, since he didn't know how to advance or retreat, he could only do things absolutely, the mall was like a battlefield, and there was no mercy.

Bai Qingqian was hung on the spot, no one came to care, everyone's attitude was very clear, and the unclear did not come tonight, if it was not bad, today would probably be the last time she appeared in this circle as the proprietor of Bai Ji.

She failed, and instead of intimidating her opponents, she put herself in an irretrievable situation.

But she doesn't regret it, because even if she goes against the grain, it is nothing more than a time to postpone the decline of the Bai family, and the essence will not change;

Rather than being slowly consumed to death, it is better to have a good time.

At this time, what she wanted to have most was not a resource spirit stone, but a sword, so that she could kill all these ghosts.

…… Anger cracked, and sad songs rushed upward. Hate no three-foot sword, and kill the culprit with his hands.

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