Burning Incense?

"Let me have a look." Wan Zhenghao stood up and went out with his fat swaying on his body.

Even Boss Wan was much better than Ye Xiao in schemes and the way to deal with people. That was what he had been doing for thousands of years after all. Ye Xiao might have been one of the most powerful figures among cultivators, but he actually knew little about worldly concerns!

Boss Wan didn't feel quite comfortable staying around here and he felt stressful. That was another reason.

In the midnight of that day, after Ye Xiao arranged everything well, he asked something casually. What he said led to a dumbfounding thing.

"Wan, you have been the richest man in the Land of Han-Yang for so many years, why haven't you raised your own forces? Why don't you recruit some superior cultivators as your men? Your wealth must be beyond all those kingdoms. You should have had some stronger men!"

Ye Xiao felt confused about it.