High Above

"Relationships are a business."

Ian slowly walked to the front of the team. He looked at the bustling roadside transaction with interest: "I thought they were going to rob."

"Haha." Brin laughed. He was basically Ian's exclusive commentator: "How is it possible? People came around with weapons because they were afraid of being robbed by us."

"Although the mountain people have joined the empire and become citizens, they still remember the war two hundred years ago. Only people recognized by them can trade with them, and they all use barter. They are afraid of being deceived by us. ”

"When we were doing business back then, many mountain tribesmen were deceived and lost all their wealth. They had no choice but to go down the mountains and attack towns. When things got big, the several chambers of commerce were indeed removed from their names, and the leaders hung up street lamps, but The mountain people who originally wanted to integrate into the imperial system shrank back, and the Marquis of Barton was scolded by His Majesty for this, scolding him for not knowing how to take care of things, but how to raise birds."

When he said this, Brin was a little sad: "I was born in Harrison Port. I thought that our place was the edge of the world, and there would be no people worse off than us exiles... But after I came out to see the world, , only to realize that there are people in this land who are suffering more than us."

He patted Ian on the shoulder and whispered: "Without Elder Puder, we are really just a ball of sand... How could there be a caravan like this?"

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Ian watched the trading scene, in which the powerful mountaineer hunters worked hard to carry their hunted furs, as well as fur carpets and murals sewn with special techniques, in exchange for daily consumables that were not of high value.

The Baishi Chamber of Commerce did not deceive people, but it was definitely not sincere. Among other things, those herbs were overstocked and were obviously used to clear inventory.

It's effective, but it's definitely intentional.

At this moment, Ian met the eyes of an old man among the mountain people.

It was an old man holding a bone staff, his figure curled up due to his old age, but a pair of extremely bright green eyes. His skin was almost the same blue-black color as the steel stone, and his hair was as silver as steel.

He is clearly an Ascendant and an Ironborn. He seemed to sense some aura, and turned his head in confusion, looking in Ian's direction.

Before Ian could take a closer look, he saw the old man's eyes widening slightly and then saluted him.

Although confused, Ian returned the greeting with the same etiquette.

The old man smiles.

The transaction with the mountain people ended quickly, and the caravan steward came back with a hint of surprise to report to Ian: "Sir, just now the elder of the mountain people's Afud tribe asked me to pay my respects to you. He said that he learned from your body I feel a touch of the ancestors' breath, and if fate guides you to go deep into the mountains in the future, they are willing to entertain you as their distinguished guest."

"In this case...then next time we meet, I want to express my gratitude and love."

Nodding slightly, Ian was slightly shocked.

Did the old mountain man just see his identity as a psychic, or... did he see the aura of the ancient dragon's core in him?

The latter should be unlikely, after all, even Elder Baiwu couldn't sense it, but if the relationship between the mountain people and the ancient dragon Qi Ganglong is not a lie, and if the rituals and related skills of sacrificing the ancient dragon are still maintained to this day...

"Perhaps, we can get some information about ancient dragons from them?"

Shaking his head slightly, Ian didn't think about these things.

In any case, when he returns here next time, he will definitely be at the second level, equal to the strongest among the mountain people - by then, he will be more confident whether he is asking about matters related to the ancient dragon or other matters.

The second energy level is the priority now.

After leaving the mouth of Indoshan Gorge, Ian and the caravan were ready to part ways.

"Be safe, my lord."

The docile camel beast, carrying his luggage, slowly left the convoy and walked to the entrance on the other side. The tall former herb collector waved goodbye to Ian in a comical way: "I hope you will have the second ability when you come back again." class!"

After saying that, he laughed, and other people in the chamber of commerce also laughed kindly.

"It's not difficult." Ian also smiled and waved goodbye to them: "It's better to say it's too easy. Are you looking down on me?"

"Next time I wish to choose something a little more difficult so that I can be motivated."

The camel beast left the side road and drifted away from the convoy. Ian followed the road and headed towards Ryan.

"I didn't expect Ian to have a sense of humor."

Watching the young man's leaving figure from a distance, Brin, who was shocked by Ian's words just now, said with a sigh: "I thought he would only smile calmly and say some sensible things, but I didn't expect that he would also brag with us. "

"Don't take it too seriously." The steward also looked quite emotional. He patted Brin on the shoulder: "You have been working hard these days - it's not really hard. The geniuses in our family are better than those who are unreasonable. I’m very good at taking care of you...just go back to work.”

With a slight nod, the caravan embarked on their journey.

…

The 14th day of the fifth month in the year 773 of Terra.

An earthquake occurred in the internal board of directors of the Platinum and Iridium Workshop of the Setal Empire. The Southern Prime Minister took the blame and resigned. Three shareholders were investigated. The chief alchemist, Master Bavar, and his team were taken away by the Inspector Knight and interrogated. They returned again. At that time, he had been deprived of the title of master, and his private alchemy workshop was also sealed.

This was a major event that was enough to cause a shock to the alchemy market in the southern part of the empire, but it was just the aftermath of an earthquake within the Ellen family.

On the 16th, Marquis Wilder ended his negotiations with the Yanjiang envoy and returned home as soon as possible. That night, he was found alone at the door of his residence in embarrassment.

On the 17th, the board of directors met again, and a new Southern General Councilor was nominated. Those who are familiar with the influential figures in the alchemy circle of the imperial capital will find that this new councilor is a descendant of Gosser Bede, a master of the Royal Alchemy Society and a lifelong professor of the Royal Alchemy Academy. A family member and a proud disciple.

On the 19th, the second prince Mikael Setar, who was supposed to be in charge of the Issan fortress complex in the east, and his concubine but beloved sister by his father, who is now Mrs. Ellen, met in the imperial palace.

What this incident actually represents is still being speculated by the nobles of the imperial capital to this day, but this news was quickly overshadowed by the brief battle between the Cangtian Royal Court and the Republic of Gantrigam in the Frost Moon Plain.

The east of the Kalan Mountains will once again be in turmoil, and this is a major concern for all nobles.

Therefore, due to deliberate ignorance and other news, most people did not notice that among the deputy directors of the southern border of the Platinum and Iridium Workshop, there was a name that everyone was quite familiar with.

Isengard Ellen becomes the Southern Vice Director of the Platinum and Iridium Workshops.

And on the same day, a small box made of snow light crystal set off from the imperial capital immediately and arrived at Nanling Province.

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