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The two of them chatted and joked for a while before Jia Liebi got to the point.
"Mr. Chen, I've invited you here today because I have a favor to ask," Jia Liebi said to Chen Tuqiang.
Chen Tuqiang felt a weight lift off his chest. So, he just needed his help. That was easier to deal with.
He had been thinking a lot just now, even suspecting that Jia Liebi might be eyeing his weapons sales because of the poor business at the Marketplace.
"Sure, sure, please go ahead," Chen Tuqiang nodded, feeling more relaxed now that he understood the situation.
Seeing Chen Tuqiang so cooperative, Jia Liebi couldn't help but smile.
He didn't think much of Chen Tuqiang, but without his cooperation, this matter would be difficult to handle.
"I'll be straightforward. Do you know a man named Zhang Kaitao? He is a Martial Master with exceptional archery skills and possesses a False Eye," Jia Liebi said.
Chen Tuqiang was taken aback. He did have a memory of this person.
Most weapons, as long as they weren't severely damaged, could last a long time.
But bows and arrows, as well as throwing weapons, were different, especially in the Beast Mountain Range. Once shot, it was unlikely to retrieve them, leading to high wear and tear. They needed to be replaced frequently.
Zhang Kaitao was a regular customer of his.
This man seemed to have mastered a Mystic-Rank archery martial technique.
To use this technique, ordinary arrows couldn't withstand the martial qi infused into them, causing them to explode.
Thus, Zhang Kaitao and his weapon shop had a cooperative relationship, regularly customizing a batch of arrows for him to use this technique.
Zhang Kaitao contributed significantly to the shop's monthly revenue, so Chen Tuqiang remembered him well.
"Oh, I know him. He is quite powerful and has a good reputation among mercenaries. He often buys arrows from me. What does Clan Leader Jia want with him?" Chen Tuqiang answered honestly.
Jia Liebi was pleased to hear this.
Indeed, as he had expected, a Martial Master with exceptional archery skills, as mentioned by Master Han, would leave a strong impression on Chen Tuqiang.
Archers consumed a lot of arrows, and in Wu Tan City, only Chen Tuqiang could meet the needs of a Martial Master archer.
Jia Liebi nodded in satisfaction.
"Do you know why I'm looking for him?"
"I'd like to hear more," Chen Tuqiang replied, his curiosity piqued as he subconsciously rubbed his bald head.
Jia Liebi gave him a meaningful look.
"He has offended Master Han and won't last long," Jia Liebi said.
Chen Tuqiang broke out in a cold sweat.
It was that 4th Rank Alchemist Han Li who wanted his life!
Chen Tuqiang's mind raced.
Why did Jia Liebi specifically mention this to him? Was it a warning?
Or perhaps a show of force to make the subsequent negotiations easier?
With this thought, Chen Tuqiang's mind was set, understanding Jia Liebi's intentions.
"Clan Leader Jia, you want me to provide information about his whereabouts?" Chen Tuqiang asked.
Jia Liebi's eyes showed approval. Chen Tuqiang, who had built his business from scratch and almost monopolized the weapons market in Wu Tan City, was clearly not a fool.
"Exactly. Both the Xiao Family and I have received orders from Master Han. This man must die. It's best for Mr. Chen to avoid any significant contact with him," Jia Liebi said.
Chen Tuqiang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Thank you for the warning, Clan Leader Jia.
I'm not entirely sure of his whereabouts, but he usually comes to my shop every seven days or so to buy arrows.
A while ago, he ordered a batch of custom arrows from me. Calculating the time, it should be ready in three days..."
Jia Liebi clenched his fist and grinned, cackling.
He had to catch this man before the Xiao Family did!
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Three days passed, and Wu Tan City was filled with hidden tensions.
A muscular man, wearing a black eye patch, was walking into Wu Tan City.
He carried a bow and quiver on his back, with about a dozen arrows inside.
This man was Zhang Kaitao, whom the Xiao Family and Jiali Family had been searching for.
Zhang Kaitao weighed the money bag in his hand, which he planned to use to buy supplies.
His arrows and healing potions were almost depleted, and he intended to stock up this time.
Zhang Kaitao decided to visit Chen Tuqiang's weapon shop first.
The shop was not far from one of the Xiao Family's marketplaces, so he could also buy some healing potions on the way.
Thinking of the potions, Zhang Kaitao instinctively touched his False Eye.
This False Eye had been pecked out by a 2nd Rank Demon Beast, leaving him with a deep grudge.
Thinking of the miraculous effects of potions, Zhang Kaitao licked his lips. Perhaps Master Han could find a way to restore his False Eye.
He looked at the money bag in his hand and smiled bitterly. With the little money he had, how could he afford a 4th Rank Alchemist?
His strength was formidable, and he often hunted excellent magical beasts on his own, never sharing his spoils with others. However, he was not wealthy.
His expenses were high, and the resources needed for a Martial Master's cultivation were very expensive in Wu Tan City. Often, after buying a few items, he would be left with no money.
Zhang Kaitao walked down the street, a sense of unease creeping into his mind.
The atmosphere was off.
Zhang Kaitao narrowed his eyes. This street was usually bustling with people and vendors, with constant shouts and calls.
But today, it was unusually quiet, and there were few vendors setting up their stalls.
Zhang Kaitao frowned. Something was about to happen in Wu Tan City.
He stopped a passerby and asked, "Has anything significant happened in Wu Tan City recently?"
"Are you crazy?" The passerby looked annoyed and didn't want to answer, intending to walk away.
"Are you going to tell me or not!" Zhang Kaitao released his aura, and his martial qi formed a veil around him.
"A Martial Master!" The passerby's legs trembled. He was only a 3-star Martial Practitioner and no match for a Martial Master.
"I, I'll tell you. There have been two significant events in Wu Tan City recently," the passerby stammered.
"Speak," Zhang Kaitao coldly said, retracting his aura. The martial qi veil around him disappeared.
The passerby let out a sigh of relief and continued, "Recently, the two remaining major families in Wu Tan City seem to be up to something.
They have been frequently mobilizing their forces and even contacting mercenary groups.
Rumor has it that they might clash at any time."
A look of contemplation flashed across Zhang Kaitao's face.
These major families were quite adept at playing their games. Just when the Oba Family had been eliminated, they were now gathering mercenaries to eliminate each other.
Let them fight, and hopefully, they will both suffer! Zhang Kaitao thought with a touch of schadenfreude.
He, coming from a poor background, naturally harbored some resentment towards these family powers and couldn't bear to see them thrive.
"What's the second event?" Zhang Kaitao asked, his eyes fierce.
The passerby was startled by Zhang Kaitao's gaze and hurriedly said, "The second event is about the healing potions sold by the Xiao Family."
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The chapter is complete.