Keeping the Benefit for Himself Is Hard

"Old Geng, is there really a grandmaster here?"

Outside the door, behind the Taoist, a group of people dressed in Taoist robes walked over. The Taoist priest's name was Geng Dun.

At the moment, he nodded solemnly, chin slightly raised, pinching his beard with a haughty air as he spoke, "When have I ever deceived you? The person inside is indeed a super powerful grandmaster. When you see her later, remember to show some respect. Otherwise, if you see something you shouldn't, don't blame me for not warning you."

"And," he lowered his voice, whispering, "As agreed, once you receive the grandmaster's talisman, each of you must give me one every month. Otherwise, if there are any good opportunities in the future, I won't introduce them to you anymore."

Upon hearing this, Zhouzhou's eyes widened in disbelief, glaring at him.

How dare he, compete for business with her, the well-known intermediary Qin Caicai! Hmph!