"He’s transmitting a message, should we intercept it, boss?"

Xing Xia suddenly reminded.

"Transmitting a message?"

"Indeed, I misjudged; this guy is a Second Level Mage, and the target of the transmission is likely his superior!"

"No worries, I actually want to solve everything at once; I wouldn’t want any trouble down the line!" Chen Jiuge did not intervene, having no roots in the Yellow Springs Realm. If the power behind Dusk Manor was too strong, Chen Jiuge planned to give up.

Since Chen Jiuge spoke, Xing Xia didn’t intercept, raising their evaluation of this boss.

"Though his cultivation is low, his mind is quite clear; no wonder he can accumulate such wealth."

The Yellow Springs Realm differs from other worlds, hosting the Ten Halls Yama, and each rated city has a certain order, so becoming rich purely through business isn’t too challenging.

Time ticked away, and Deng Han grew increasingly anxious.

"Who dares to cause trouble on my territory!"

A raging voice came from outside; Mad Bear, restraining three guards with his Qi-Blood, glared, retracting his Qi-Blood to form a blood-red armor.

"Boom!"

The sound waves collided crisply against the armor’s surface.

"Sound wave? It’s him!" Xing Xia slightly frowned, sensing trouble.

The visitor stepped into the hall, his most striking features being his dark green long hair and overly flamboyant face.

His pale golden pupils glanced toward Chen Jiuge above as Wu Yan sneered, "A First Level kid, Guard House?"

"When did Fourth Level Great Cultivators start guarding ordinary people?"

"Executor Wu, Mr. Chen is a client of Guard House!" Leng She’s cold voice sounded.

"You’re embarrassing us cultivators!"

Disdainfully, Wu Yan shifted his gaze to Chen Jiuge, solemnly saying, "Kid, can you actually afford to hire Guard House? You mustn’t be an ordinary person, do you not realize the power behind Dusk Manor is me?"

The formidable aura made Chen Jiuge feel stifled, and this was after Xing Xia released their aura to help resist. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Taking a deep breath, Chen Jiuge said seriously, "This is my property; I must reclaim it!"

Seeing the contract in Chen Jiuge’s hand, Wu Yan’s heart sank, but he laughed coldly, "Dusk Manor’s previous Manor Master indeed had a son, but that useless son died 50 years ago after leaving home."

"However, the contract is genuine; I don’t care where you got it, Dusk Manor is mine now!"

Wu Yan spoke firmly, yet inside he felt torn: "Damn it, why is this happening now."

With a lawful contract present, Wu Yan couldn’t continue occupying Dusk Manor, and if Chen Jiuge reported this to the Political Affairs Department, he’d have to give up Dusk Manor.

As for secretly dealing with Chen Jiuge, with Mad Bear and the three guards around, Wu Yan couldn’t accomplish it.

"Executor Wu, just discussing this is fine; even you probably don’t want to be targeted by those Political Affairs Department people!"

Watching Wu Yan’s fluctuating expression, Xing Xia continued, "My boss said he dislikes complications, and is willing to pay extra for Dusk Manor, though it won’t be at the original price!"

"True?" Wu Yan asked Chen Jiuge.

"True!"

"One million Life Money, Dusk Manor is yours. I won’t trouble you; everything in the manor is yours, and I won’t take anything!" Wu Yan demanded outrageously.

"One million Life Money?" Chen Jiuge felt a twinge; he indeed could bear that price, and if Wu Yan was honest, it wouldn’t be unreasonable.

"Executor Wu, are you sure you’re not joking?"

Xing Xia’s cool voice continued, "Dusk Manor’s only valuable asset is its Dusk Wine, generating only 50,000 Life Money yearly; one million Life Money equates to 20 years of earnings."

"Moreover, hasn’t Executor Wu already taken 30 years of earnings from Dusk Manor?"

"Remember, occupying someone’s private property means its earnings must be returned!"

"Then how much do you propose?" As an Executor, Wu Yan naturally knew this rule; the one million was just a test.

"One hundred thousand!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Wu Yan rejected without hesitating.

Xing Xia licked her red lips with her fragrant tongue, saying, "I remember Executor Wu remained a Second Level Executor for decades, seeking promotion to First Level Executor."

"Though Dusk Manor is a cash cow, isn’t Executor Wu in desperate need of cash now?"

Only then did Wu Yan look at Xing Xia, his tone cold, "I didn’t expect a guard to know such intel; seems your identity isn’t ordinary!"

"That’s no concern of Executor Wu; I’m just a law-abiding person!"

With a wave, Wu Yan set a pristine barrier, isolating outsiders, then looked at Chen Jiuge, "You’re very lucky to find a guard so informed."

"Three hundred thousand Life Money, Dusk Manor is yours!"

"Five hundred thousand, I’ll pay you five hundred thousand, Executor Wu, and you owe me a favor!" Chen Jiuge declared decisively.

Wu Yan blinked, then laughed loudly, "Interesting, interesting, didn’t expect to misjudge twice today!"