Fanlisha smiled charmingly, took out a metal box from under the table, and slowly pushed it in front of Ye Hao.
The moment she pushed the box out, the coat on her shoulder slid off, revealing her small shoulders.
But if she didn't notice it, she leaned over with a gust of fragrant wind and vented her breath: "Young Master Ye, the Tianzhu royal family hopes that you can join our Tianzhu!"
"The royal family blessed and named the surname Ye as the first caste!"
"Future generations will share the glory of the first caste!"
When Ye Hao heard the words "first caste", he narrowed his eyes.
I can only say that the Indians are indeed not simple.
They knew that Ye Hao was not short of money, so they took out enough status as bargaining chips.
You should know that characters such as Varisha, Varisha break the precepts, and Varishab break the precepts, and Varishab Abu are just the second caste in India.
The conditions offered by the Indians were actually the first caste.
Simply put, as long as Ye Hao nodded and received the enthronement of the first caste, then when he walked on the streets of Tianzhu, these second caste people would have to kneel down when they met him!
Even if he was on par with the royal prince in Tianzhu, his descendants could intermarry with the royal family in Tianzhu.
Such an identity and such a status are not something that ordinary people can resist.
Normally, such things will happen when you reincarnate, and if you don’t have them, you will never be able to do so in your life.
And the conditions given by the Indians this time are not much different from re-substituting a good fetus.
"In addition to granting the first caste, for Mr. Ye, you have no worries in Tianzhu in the future, Tianzhu will give you a settlement fee of 10 billion meters of gold."
"They will also set aside three hundred acres of your fiefdom in the core area of the country."
"The three major temples in Tianzhu, Xianfeng Temple, Qianju Temple and Vajra Temple, and you are also hired as the guardian elder!"
"Your identity in India will be far more than the three great demon monks in the future!"
Speaking of this, Fanlisha leaned forward, revealing a deep career line, her voice unspeakable softness and gentleness: "In the future, Mr. Ye, you are in India, and you will have the wind and the rain!"
"Gift, status, wealth, beauty, everything you want, you can get!"
"As Mr. Ye said, I won't make 100 million in my eight lifetimes in Tianzhu."
"But Mr. Ye, you are in Daxia, can you get to the status of the first caste?"
While speaking, Vanlisa slowly opened the box, which contained a gold medal with a word "one".
Mosuo, with a fascinated look on her face, slowly said: "Mr. Ye, as long as you nod your head now, the first caste will have more than your family!"
"Have you even got a gold medal representing identity?" Ye Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at this thing.
At this moment, he did not refuse directly, but looked at Fanlisha with interest and spoke slowly: "I'm very curious, you Indians have given me so many benefits, what do you want me to do?"
"It is impossible to just want me as a person to pay such a big price, right?"
"Why don't you just tell me what I have to pay?"
"Although I am very interested in your conditions, I refuse to let me kill and set fire."
Fanlisha smiled slightly, stretched out her fingers to touch the back of Ye Hao's hand: "Young Master Ye, it's smaller, the pattern is smaller!"
"You should be a little more confident in yourself!"
"You should believe that for us in Tianzhu, talents like you are the greatest wealth..."