Lin Yuan's Trade Fair!

Lin Yuan, this little fellow who had only lived for a few decades, did not have any strength to speak of.

Zhao Chen did not understand how confident Lin Yuan was to be sure that the three people he had brought with him could fight for this top grade blessed land while protecting him.

The faction behind Zhao Chen was powerful enough. Moreover, many of the people Zhao Chen had hired had grown up with him.

If Zhao Chen asked these people for resources or asked them to send people to help him, these people would more or less hesitate. If it was just asking these people for information, these people had no reason to reject Zhao Chen.

"Brother Lin, then I'll find my friends in South Face City and ask them for information. Brother Lin, do you know what you're going to say to them? If you're willing to interact with them, I'm sure they'll be very happy!"