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Chapter 1059 - 1031: Li Chen’s Business Savvy

Chapter 1059: Chapter 1031: Li Chen’s Business Savvy

Seeing the figure suddenly blocking his path, Li Chen’s eyes flickered slightly.

However, his expression didn’t change in the slightest: "What are you doing here?"

Hearing Li Chen’s words, Zi Zhao couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile; he knew Li Chen surely still remembered the past events.

"You’ve been to my place, you should know, I’m a businessman." Zi Zhao reiterated.

Upon hearing this, Li Chen narrowed his eyes ever so slightly: "A businessman, shouldn’t you be staying put and doing your business well? Why are you here?"

Before coming over, Li Chen had naturally seen the situation at the time. Zi Zhao had prevented an Earth-level expert from harming the Nether Army members. Otherwise, they might have already been wiped out.

However, Li Chen obviously couldn’t easily forget the incident at the marketplace before.

If it weren’t for Zi Zhao intervening at the time, he might have taken him down as well.

Though three Earth-Level Black Rope experts sound terrifying, there’s a significant gap even within the Earth level. Between each order of Hell, there is nearly a tenfold difference. With his current strength, taking down three people is hardly troublesome.

Zi Zhao let out a bitter laugh, then said, "Alright, I’ll be honest. Actually, this time, I originally planned to do some business with your people. But since you’re back, I don’t need to negotiate with them."

"Do business with me?" Li Chen showed an interested expression: "Tell me more?"

Upon hearing this, Zi Zhao couldn’t help but rub his hands together, wearing a shrewd smile, looking quite like a small-time shopkeeper.

"When doing business, the first step is to invest. Only with investment will there be returns," Zi Zhao looked at Li Chen.

Li Chen smiled faintly: "Are you saying you plan to invest in me?"

"That’s exactly what I mean!" Zi Zhao’s eyes lit up.

"Haha, there’s no need."

Zi Zhao’s smile froze.

"Then, how about an alliance?" Zi Zhao tried to rid his face of stiffness and said, "Although you’re indeed very strong now, in the Martial Artist World, it’s not just about one’s strength. For instance, your subordinates, to become stronger, require certain resources, right?"

Li Chen showed a pensive expression.

"I have resources." Li Chen said calmly.

Zi Zhao’s face became even stiffer. Indeed, the increasing power of the Nether Army seemed a bit odd. Without the support of resources, no one would believe it.

"Then, how about intelligence?"

"We have satellites."

"Your satellites can reach the Enchanted World?!"

"I’m not going to the Enchanted World. Why would they need to be there?"

"I saved your people!"

"You nearly killed me last time."

"I..."

Zi Zhao was a bit dumbfounded. Originally, he thought this negotiation would go smoothly, but he didn’t expect Li Chen to be this unyielding.

"But, well..." Only then did Li Chen smile and say, "Having one more friend is always better than one more enemy. A temporary alliance isn’t out of the question..."

Hearing Li Chen’s words, Zi Zhao showed a hint of delight, though he realized the scheme.

This kid is truly cunning, denying everything earlier just to gain the upper hand in the negotiation.

However, Zi Zhao had no choice left.

This time he intervened, it would soon be known, and the pressure on him would be immense. He could only agree for now.

"Alright, as allies, I can offer some advice, right?" Zi Zhao suddenly asked.

"What do you want to say?" Li Chen spoke calmly, as if indifferent.

But Zi Zhao realized how challenging this guy could be. Despite appearing nonchalant, he was inherently cunning. Even with his years in business, this kid had made him break out in a cold sweat.

"I want you to spare the Lan Family."

Before Li Chen could speak, Zi Zhao continued, "I’ve investigated this. The initial conflict between your Palace of the Nether King and the Lan Family arose from a misunderstanding, so there’s really no need to fight to the death."

"Besides, no matter how strong you are, you’re still a newcomer in the Martial Artist World. If you go too far, many will inevitably become hostile toward you."

Zi Zhao became uncharacteristically serious: "Originally, I suspected this was all a conspiracy, so I hope you can remain calm."

Li Chen showed a thoughtful expression and, after a long pause, nodded: "Alright, I agree. But they shouldn’t think they can just walk away."

"Of course, I understand." Zi Zhao breathed a sigh of relief: "I’ll discuss their compensation; you should be satisfied."

With Li Chen’s consent, Zi Zhao approached the Lan brothers and began negotiations.

Whatever Zi Zhao discussed, the Lan brothers looked as if they had just survived a disaster, but their faces were pale when they stood up.

Clearly, buying the lives of the Lan family didn’t come cheap.

But Li Chen wasn’t concerned with these details. The Palace of the Nether King had professionals for resolving such matters.

After a battle, many in the Nether Army were seriously injured, and some had lost their lives.

However, compared to the Lan family, their casualties were greater.

It’s not that Li Chen didn’t care about the casualties of his subordinates; he was more concerned about Zi Zhao’s earlier words.

"The conflict between the Palace of the Nether King and the Lan family arose from a misunderstanding."

How could there be so many misunderstandings in this world? And with Catherine’s caution, how could such a misunderstanding persist and escalate to this point?

Li Chen trusted Catherine and her abilities.

He believed that Catherine would never make such a mistake.

"Then there must be someone pulling strings behind the scenes." Li Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly: "It seems our real enemy is someone else."

"That’s likely." Catherine nodded slightly, standing beside Li Chen.

In the next moment, the two of them, holding wine glasses, walked into the venue ahead.

To celebrate Li Chen’s return and the recent victory, the Palace of the Nether King had a rare celebratory gathering.

...

In a corner of a certain city, a person sat in a rickety chair with legs crossed, appearing exceptionally relaxed.

After listening to a subordinate’s report, the person swirled the teacup in hand, revealing a hint of amusement.

"The Lan Family failed?"

"Interesting."