70 The final touch.

"... And That is the gust of it."(Jin).

"Your demands are reasonable and fair to the value of the trade. As soon as possible I can start to complete the arrangements, when your mother is safely transferred I will call you. Now..."(Kang Sera).

"Say no more, now my part of the trade."(Jin).

With slow and deliberate movements I picked up three small booklets from my small backpack, already prepared for such a conclusion, I pick up a normal pen and start to write down the three techniques.

I took my sweet time and wrote everything masterfully and with beautiful cursive letters, I could almost feel the twitch on Kang Sera's eyebrows with frustration, sadly her stone-cold facade is too good to show anything, but I am pretty sure I am pissing her off with this.

After finishing writing the three techniques I give the three booklets to her. But when she started examining them a problem arose.

"These techniques... They are incomplete..."(Kang Sera).

"You are smart enough to know why right?"(Jin).

"A guarantee, of course, you would do something like that..."(Kang Sera).

"Yep, a guarantee. You finish your part of the deal and I deliver the other half to you. Simple as that."(Jin).

"Couldn't you have encrypted everything and give me the key later?"(Kang Sera).

"We both know you are smart enough to figure something encrypted on your own, I am not dumb enough to try something like that."(Jin).

"It was worth a try. Anything more I can help you with?"(Kang Sera).

"Hmm there indeed is something... But I don't know if it is exactly in your powers to do so."(Jin).

"You didn't lie so far until now, and by the look of things, you aren't the type of person o break his word. So depending on what it is, I can throw you a freebie to start any future negotiations in a more positive light."(Kang Sera).

"Well, I want a contact with the medicine clan."(Jin).

"That is easy to arrangement, most clans have trade agreements with them as they supply a fairly good percentage of the murim world with their herbs... For medicine I presume?"(Kang Sera).

"Yeah, I want a little bit of boost on my physical training. Gonna try some more extreme training methods and some little bit of herbs to heal would be a great help."(Jin)

A lie, I don't need herbs to heal me [Ripple] more than takes care of it, but she doesn't really need to know what I am going to do.

"Understandable. And as I said I am going to do this one for free for the good of our future relationships. One of my bodyguards will give you a slip of paper with the contact numbers"(Kang Sera).

"I understand."(Jin)

"Would this be everything?"(Kang Sera).

"Yes, I am good. When my mother is safely transferred I will bring the other half of those techniques back to school. Don't worry I can't exactly run away even if I wanted to do it."(Jin).

"I understand."(Kang Sera).

After that, I just smiled and went for the door hoping that my first meeting was enough to give her a good impression of me. Kang Sera and her planning abilities are an incredible ally to have, and an equally formidable enemy to go against. I don't doubt her mind is racing right now with some extreme countermeasures.

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Kang Sera didn't know what to think of that boy- no that man, When she was going over the student's file she indeed saw him and his situation, and all things considered, he is an absolutely normal teenager even if he says the opposite.

But after talking with him, she couldn't help but feel something was wrong... It was simply too perfect, it was like Yang Jin is a blend of everyone's most correct behavior it is so close to perfection that it is almost alien... If if it wasn't for that slightly menacing smile and posture when he says why she should fear... she would think he was indeed an alien.

Another thing was of course his [Spirit], even if she isn't as experienced as her elder would've preferred and still si very much skeptical of the wholly [Spirit] thing, she couldn't help but agree with them after meeting him.

He is calm, domesticated. Until she slightly suggested that she could use his mother against him, that moment she could swear she felt like she was in the presence of a mad beast of destruction, she was already prepared to defend herself, but for some reason or the other Yang Jin on a show of exemplar control of said scorching [Fury] continued talking normally, and threatening her.

Yes, threatening, both know that monologue about a mean with an objective was a threat. It could basically be resumed to "If you dare to touch my mother I will stop at nothing to destroy you.", thankfully Yang Jin had calmly and educated spun a tale of what he would do. He didn't need to use specifics words for her to read between the lines.

She couldn't help but look at that gorgeous kind of letter he wrote down the incomplete techniques, the way someone's letter often tells a lot about a person, and seeing how meticulous and sharp his letters are, Kang Sera definitely doesn't want to cross against someone like that.

But the worst of all when it comes to Yang Jin was his eyes. The usual Sunglasses he normally is always wearing wasn't there anymore, but his black orbs that have matched and even colors were almost as terrifying as the abyss, and she couldn't help but shiver a bit when remembering looking at them, the eyes are the gateway to the soul after all, and if his eyes are such an abyss what of his soul?

*Sigh* better do her part of the agreement and finish this as soon as possible, too much headache for just one night and this expensive tea is doing nothing to alleviate it. Thankfully the plans concerning Shi-Woon are going pretty smoothly.

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*Sigh* I officially hate negotiating with nobles, or noble-like people. Thankfully I had so many body language patterns stored in my data bank inside of my head that it took little to no effort. But it was still very difficult to stop my [Fury] from surfacing when she mentioned messing with my mother, guess my closed ones are still my sore spot.

Thankfully with my strength of [Spirit], I was able to hold myself together and calmly spun a tale of a man with an objective. The message was quite clear, and I am sure someone as smart as her got it.

When I was passing by the exit Ji-Gun wasn't here anymore, guess he doesn't want to lose sleep over this. The guard close to the exit passed a slip of paper to me, I simply picked the paper nodded at him, and started exiting the place, when I was at a safe distance one again I put on my sunglasses and memorized the contents of the paper with my [Sharingan], after that, I simply shredded the paper into pieces and tossed said pieces on different kinds of trash cans.

When I was going to replay some of the events of my negotiation inside of my head I heard my cellphone buzzing. Picking up my phone I see a bunch of text messages.

"Hey bro, it's me Wei."(Wei).

"Remember that I said I am going there when my school entered on the holidays? Going to Airport soon :)."(Wei).

"Here *Sends photo of the interior of a luxurious plane*, Don't know how much time I got until I am there, but I know that I will be unavailable until that, plane and all. See you soon bro. :)."(Wei).

He didn't even let me answer to him and he was already offline, no doubt messing around on that first-class airplane he is in. To be completely honest... with all the recent mess I almost forgot about our talk and that he was going to go back here... Can't wait to hang out with my friend again, I kind of miss him. No homo of course, better tell before anyone starts spreading rumors again *Shivers*, one time was already enough.

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