Outside.
The pavilion here.
It is filled with a variety of delicacies and fine wines.
“Your Highness the Dragon King, you honor us with your presence. Forgive our tardiness, let's toast with this glass, I offer this to you.”
Li Caijun raised his highball glass and smiled.
He was none other than the Nightmare Butcher.
On this side, Lin Fan and Ma Qun responded.
After a few drinks.
The conversation flowed.
Lin Fan cut to the chase: “What do you know about a man named Song Ligang?”
Lin Fan had uncovered Song Ligang's identity.
As the saying goes, rivals are foes in the same trade.
Song Ligang had quite a reputation abroad.
“A member of the mercenary group Wolf Fang, also boasted as a super mercenary, yet couldn't even protect his own people. What kind of super is that? Saying so would only make people laugh off their teeth,” Li Caijun said, elegantly slicing his steak with a knife and fork.
Lin Fan's heart leaped with joy; interest?
Interest was perfect!
Li Caijun was indeed a bloodthirsty individual.
Yet he wasn't a sadist.
He only targeted valuable opponents.
Including many who were stronger than himself.
But Li Caijun was a true ferocious beast!
The fiercer the battle, the more ruthless he became!
As if tireless.
Until he had killed his opponent.
Lin Fan had once clashed with Li Caijun.
He was no easy opponent.
Extremely troublesome!
“Interested in taking his life?”
Lin Fan probed.
“Don't joke around, he's probably too busy hiding under an alias, avoiding an endless stream of assassins,” Li Caijun said casually, but as he spoke, he caught the anomaly in Lin Fan's words.
Li Caijun paused his hand movements, narrowed his eyes, and his aura suddenly changed.
It seems that when he switches, he is like a different person.
His voice brimmed with excitement.
“You know where Song Ligang is?”
Seeing that he had hooked his target,
Lin Fan didn't beat around the bush, “Indeed! We clashed not long ago.”
Li Caijun took off his non-prescription glasses and unleashed his killing intent without restraint.
For him,
not having to pretend to be a refined scoundrel was a relief!
He first wiped his glasses and then put them back on.
He smiled and said,
“What a piece of good news. Dragon King, you provide Song Ligang's location. After we kill him, I won't take a single cent of the bounty, it all goes to you.”
“How can that be? At least split it 70-30!”
Lin Fan feigned displeasure.
But inside, he was over the moon.
In Dragon King Hall,
Li Caijun wasn't as loyal as Ma Qun.
But that was only because his interests hadn't been triggered.
If you help him find a formidable opponent,
not only would Li Caijun not take money, he might even offer to pay you.
Ma Qun was a bit stunned, reflexively asking, “Why only 70%?”
“30% goes to the Nightmare Butcher, any problem with that?” Lin Fan said with slight displeasure.
Ma Qun caught on, awkwardly laughing,
“Hahaha-----------too polite, too polite. I, Li, can't say I don't like money, but whether I take it or not doesn't matter.”
Li Caijun voiced his opinion.
At the same time,
he inwardly laughed disdainfully at Lin Fan's actions.
Even picking at such small profits.
Truly nobody else.
“Then I'll toast you with this glass!”
Lin Fan raised his glass.
The action was swift.
Li Caijun saw through it but chose not to point it out.
He genuinely wasn't interested in money.
“Song Ligang likely specializes in a powerful ancient martial arts leg technique. You should focus on cutting off his midline. As for his fists, they're quite ordinary, relying solely on brute strength.”
Lin Fan shared the key points.
Li Caijun perked up at this information; it was crucial to him.
He pursued powerful opponents,
but also aimed to kill them as quickly as possible!
“Come, Dragon King, let me pour you some more wine, drink up.”
Clashes between experts.
Often happen in an instant.
Whoever holds more information,
gains the upper hand in the duel.
After a few more rounds of drinks,
Lin Fan revealed the purpose of his visit during the conversation.
“The Magic City Xu Family, that spoiled brat Xu Mo, I'm sure you've heard of him.”
Li Caijun smiled, “Dragon King, you have a grudge with him?”
Lin Fan nodded, “Indeed, quite a deep grudge! We're at the point of a life-and-death struggle.”
Li Caijun listened carefully, “What does Dragon King want me to do? Just say it outright.”
“I want to join forces with you to take over the Xu Family!”
At this, Li Caijun was momentarily stunned.
The wealth of the Xu Family.
Was by no means comparable to a mere bounty.
You see,
the assets of the Xu Family, this massive tree, measured in trillions!
Li Caijun's face lit up with a smile, “What's the probability of success? Don't think I'm not warning you, the Xu Family has deep roots, it won't be easy to move.”
“60%, plus you, and with a few tricks, 70%.”
Lin Fan made a gesture.
But those so-called probability events,
were merely surface probabilities.
For example, a 99.99% chance of winning, only a 0.01% gap.
The first thought for most people.
Is to punch that fate in the face and blasphemy in odious mandates.
But in reality, it's the same as having a 50% chance of winning.
If you're unlucky,
you just won't win.
Or maybe the merchant controls the probability behind the scenes.
Some vendors have mastered this art perfectly!
Like that certain company.
Just throwing in a "final interpretation right belongs to the merchant" line.
And whatever you say is futile.
Li Caijun mentally calculated, it was quite high.
And the wealth of the Xu Family,
Could fill up the Li Family's coffers.
Enough to last hundreds of generations.
With lavish spending day and night.
That's right!
Li Caijun was tempted.
Though he wasn't interested in money.
He had quite an interest in spending it.
It all depended on the amount!
“Since Dragon King wants to make a move, fine, but 70% seems a bit exaggerated, doesn't it?” Li Caijun said with a fake smile.
Don't treat me like a fool.
Lin Fan shook his head, “Not at all, I don't exaggerate things. I said this because I have a grasp of the situation. Think about it, Dragon King Hall, what did we build its foundation on abroad?”
The vast wealth of the Xu Family!
Truly an astronomical number.
Li Caijun was tempted.
“Well then, are you interested?” Lin Fan added fuel to the fire with a smirk.
Li Caijun: “Interested, but what about the Xu Family's wealth after it's done? What percentage can I get?”
Ma Qun: “Rest assured, Dragon King won't shortchange you. It's still a 70-30 split.”
With a knowing smile, Ma Qun spoke up.
He really was a little sly fox.
Wouldn't make a mistake this time, right??
Li Caijun was baffled.
Lin Fan was shocked.
The three of them stared at each other, eyes wide.
For a long time, no one could utter a word.
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