Wang Yanzhao's face looked a little ugly. If he hadn't asked Zhang Yifeng for help, he would have really wanted to throw down his sleeves and leave at this moment.
His Majesty's treasure collection is accumulated by every Dali king, and there are many rare treasures in it.
For him, if he could get a reward from His Majesty the King, he would be satisfied.
The reason why Zhang Yifeng was able to get such an opportunity was because he fought for it from the king.
But he never expected that Zhang Yifeng's appetite would be so arrogant that he wanted three of His Majesty's treasures, which made his face suddenly look ugly.
He refused without thinking.
"This is absolutely impossible!"
Hearing that Wang Yanzhao rejected him, Zhang Yifeng spread his hands with an indifferent expression.
"Since it's impossible, please do as you please, Mr. Wang. I, Zhang Yifeng, can't help you with this."
After saying that, Zhang Yifeng closed his eyes and stopped talking.
"You..." Wang Yanzhao didn't expect Zhang Yifeng to be such a rogue, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Zhang, being able to let you pick one piece from His Majesty's collection is already a great gift from Your Majesty. Don't push yourself too far!"
"Excessive?"
Zhang Yifeng sneered and said: "Master Wang, you should know better than anyone what kind of person Luo Tianshu is. I am risking my life to help you. The danger involved is self-evident. Just three kings
My collection is far less valuable than my life."
Having said this, Zhang Yifeng paused and continued: "If you think my price is too high, you can go find someone else for help."
After hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Wang Yanzhao's face turned gloomy.
In such a large Dali Kingdom, there are only a few people who can deal with Luo Tianshu.
Apart from Hong Ling beside Zhang Yifeng, he really couldn't think of anyone more suitable than Hong Ling.
Thinking of this, Wang Yanzhao took a deep breath and said: "Master Zhang, let's do this. As long as you agree to help, you can take away two of His Majesty's treasures. How about that?"
In his opinion, Zhang Yifeng should appreciate that he has made such a concession.
But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng shook his head instantly.
"Since Mr. Wang cannot agree to my request, then please come back."
Wang Yanzhao was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned ugly.
"Mr. Zhang, you need to know..."
Just as Wang Yanzhao was about to speak, he was instantly interrupted by Zhang Yifeng.
"Okay, Mr. Wang, I know what you are going to say, but what I just said is my bottom line. If you can't do it, then I'm sorry."
After hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Wang Yanzhao fell silent.
After a long time, he raised his head, took a deep breath, and said: "I can't make a decision on this matter. I can only give you a reply after consulting His Majesty."
Zhang Yifeng chuckled and shook his head, saying: "I'm not in a hurry. Sir Wang, just please do it. You can come back to me when you have made your decision."
Having said this, Zhang Yifeng paused and continued: "However, I may leave the royal city at any time, so you must hurry up."
Wang Yanzhao nodded, and then left with a gloomy look.
At this time, in a secret room in Yong'an City, two men were sitting opposite each other.
The man on the left is an old man with white hair. The old man is wearing linen clothes. His feet are actually naked on the ground. His seemingly frail body always exudes an intimidating aura.
The man on the right has a vicissitudes of life on his face and a dusty temperament, but there is a look of sadness and hatred between his brows from time to time.
After a brief silence, the old man on the left spoke.
I heard him say in a hoarse voice: "Tianshu, now, I have helped you trap Yu Wenxin with the formation, and you are one step closer to your revenge."
The man on the right shook his head and said: "No, although Yu Wenxin is difficult to deal with, he is nothing to be afraid of after all. The really difficult person in this kingdom to deal with is Dali King Duguyan."
When Dugu Yan's name was mentioned, a trace of utter hatred appeared in the man's eyes.
The old man sighed and looked at the man in front of him, his eyes becoming serious.
Others may not know it clearly, but he is very aware of the horror of the seemingly vicissitudes of life in front of him.
After pondering for a moment, the old man took a deep breath and said: "No matter how difficult the road to revenge is, I will help you to the end."
The man was silent for a while, and after a while, two words slowly came out of his mouth.
"Thanks."
The old man shook his head and said meaningfully: "You know, what I need is never your gratitude. As long as you remember the agreement between us, that will be enough."
Hearing the old man's wo
To be continued...