With his level of combat power, the prehistoric war puppets controlled by ordinary god-level puppet masters are definitely no match for him.

Because other prehistoric level war puppets definitely don't have his spirituality.

"Brother Han, please make a price."

Feng Jiutian's expression turned solemn and he spoke in a low voice.

"Han Mu, you can't give this treasure to him." Chu Yuyang shouted.

"Zhuyang City also needs this treasure."

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If Zhuyang City wants to ascend to become a big city, it naturally needs this treasure.

Not only that, Zhuyang City also wanted to get the Futian idol from Tuming City.

Han Muye shook his head, his eyes falling on the golden ball in front of him.

"I'm not interested in anything you say."

Feng Jiutian and Chu Yuyang's expressions darkened slightly.

"Brother Han, do you really think you can keep such treasures in your hands?" Feng Jiutian said coldly, "If I, a strong man from Fengge City, comes, I won't give you a chance to make an offer."

"Leave it to me so that Zhuyang City can protect you." Chu Yuyang said anxiously.

Han Muye raised his hand and placed his palm on the ball of light.

He cast his gaze towards the entrance of the small courtyard.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

"The qualified person is here."

Qualified person?

who?

Feng Jiutian and Chu Yuyang turned their heads and were shocked.

"Professor..."

"Dean!"

Liang Qiyuan was wearing a green and white robe, and beside him was an old man with a light golden hair crown and a brocade robe.

The dean of Zhuyang Academy, the deputy city lord of Zhuyang City, a god-level weapon refiner, a god-level puppet master, and a powerful man in charge of a prehistoric level war puppet.

Zhao Qiyang, Dean Zhao.

I really didn't expect that such a strong man and the powerful dean would come in person.

"Haha, it's true that this kind of business can only be negotiated by me." Zhao Qiyang stepped forward and offered his hand to Han Muye.

"I haven't seen you in a few years. You've done a lot of business again."

Shaking his head, Zhao Qiyang looked at the ball in Han Muye's palm.

"If you hadn't taken Hanyue City away, we would have needed to find this thing."

Zhao Qiyang's voice was gentle, and his tone was like talking to an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Indeed, he had communicated with Han Muye many times.

Zhuyang College is the closest college to Tacheng.

Tacheng Jujin Trading Firm is the workshop firm that employs the most disciples from the academy.

Master Han is the most recent master who has directly invested the most in Zhuyang Academy, and holds many honorary titles of Zhuyang Academy.

Of course, Han Muye didn't answer.

Han Muye has direct contact with Zhao Qiyang, and they have contacted him many times through the communication array.

Especially when Liang Qiyuan and others were studying bionic combat puppets and composite combat puppets, they had more exchanges.

So, they are really acquaintances.

It's just that what Feng Jiutian and Chu Yuyang care about is not Zhao Qiyang's tone, but the words he speaks.

What does it mean to rob Hanyue City?

Didn't Hanyue City soar into the void on its own?

Everyone knows that Zhuyang City has long been plotting against Hanyue City.

Unfortunately, Hanyue City suddenly flew away, causing Zhuyang City's plan to fail.

Could it be that Hanyue City was robbed by others?

What kind of strong man can take away such a big city?

Han Mu, who is it?

Feng Jiutian stared at Han Muye closely.

"Although I don't want to say it, I still have to say it." Looking at the ball in Han Muye's hand, Zhao Qiyang shook his head and said, "Make a price."

Make an offer.

To hunt for treasures, you cannot do without the exchange of interests.

Feng Jiutian can't afford it.

Chu Yuyang couldn't afford it.

The one who can afford it is the person in front of me.

The dean of Zhuyang College in Zhuyang City.

Feng Jiutian narrowed his eyes.

He wanted to hear what price Han Muye offered.

He wanted to hear what price he, the young city lord of Fengge City, was not qualified to pay.

Perhaps Han Mu in front of him still doesn't understand what kind of capital a young city lord has!

"I want Zhuyang Academy." Han Muye said softly.

Want Zhuyang Academy!

This is Zhuyang College!

Chu Yuyang's face showed confusion.

He had no idea what the price Han Muye meant.

Can Zhuyang College be measured by value?

Feng Jiutian's eyes widened.

He knew where he went wrong.

My own structure is too small!

He thought that Han Muye would want hundreds of millions of source coins and god-level or even prehistoric level treasures, which he could afford.

But, none of them!

A college has hundreds of god-level experts, as well as tens of thousands of practitioners at all levels. More importantly, the treasures in a college cannot be measured by money at all.

This is priceless!

Liang Qiyuan frowned slightly.

What does Master Han want Zhuyang Academy to do?

A glimmer of light flashed in Zhao Qiyang's eyes.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Qiyang shook his head: "Although this object is a treasure, it is not worth a Zhuyang Academy."

"Even if I want to change it, the city lord won't be able to give it to me."

Without Zhuyang Academy, the strength of Zhuyang City would be reduced by more than half.

The Lord of Zhuyang City is not a fool.

Treasures require strength to support and handle.

Without strength, what's the use of having treasures?

"How about another condition?"

Zhao Qiyang looked at Han Muye.

A Junior Yang-level student from Zhuyang College.

A dean of Zhuyang College.

The two of them discussed a treasure together and exchanged it for Zhuyang Academy.

This scene gave Feng Jiutian, Chu Yuyang, and Liang Qiyuan beside them an extremely dreamy feeling.
To be continued...