Ling Zhao pulled the chair for Qiqi and him, and gestured to Xu Yuan to take a seat as well. A slight disappointment painted on his face, however, he understood that Xu Yuan must have a good reason for her delay.
Judging from Xu Yuan's anxious face, Ling Zhao could tell that the woman wasn't playing tricks behind him.
"You may speak freely…" Said Ling Zhao.
"Did you read my letter yet?"
"Uh-huh?"
"Great… It will shorten my explanation. I have met with this "Enslaved Alchemist", personally. We conversed a bit regarding this Abyssal Cauldron, and she claims that she knows how to use it and briefed me on the minimum requirement to use it. Thus, bought those hundred slaves instead."
"How would you know that this slave is telling the truth?"
"She gave me this."
