"Yes, I will go to the Sun Clan right away and convey Lord Pavilion's instructions."
Luo Zhan's eyebrows were serious, and he turned around to leave.
"Hold on."
Xue Rufeng's eyes were fringed with a touch of charm, and a faint gleam crossed them.
"What other instructions does Lord Pavilion have?" Luo Zhan stopped quickly.
Xue Rufeng smirked charmingly: "Tomorrow, for the business negotiation, I will go with you."
"Lord Pavilion, are you going personally?"
Luo Zhan was momentarily disoriented.
"Is there a problem?" Xue Rufeng raised his eyebrows.
"My Lord, I beg your pardon, I didn't mean that."
Shocked, Luo Zhan knelt down on one knee.
"Get up."
Xue Rufeng flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind lifted Luo Zhan back up: "Tomorrow, I will pretend to be your servant. Do not mind me, just proceed with the negotiations."
"Yes."
Luo Zhan respectfully accepted the command, and as he turned to leave, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
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