Immortality Starts From Making Money.
Chapter 168: News Chamber! What’s That?

Chapter 168: News Chamber! What’s That?

Inside the Golden Pavilion, the Pavilion Master sat beside the window watching the busy street.

Across was a beautiful middle-aged woman. She was also staring at the busy street, her expression was unreadable.

"The capital is changing rapidly..." the Pavilion Master muttered.

"What do you expect?" she asked, averting her gaze and looked at him.

"I don’t know... but this is a good thing." He responded, his gaze still on the busy street.

"In the next few years, the capital will develop rapidly, which is good for my pavilion."

"You think?" She shook her head. "How do you think your clan would react when they find out?"

The Pavilion Master did not respond immediately. He turned his gaze and looked at her.

"Do you think I care how they think? If you’re trying to provoke me to go against the Thousand Wealth Chamber..." He clicked his tongue in disdain.

"Don’t involve me in your scheme. Else, you won’t have the Thousand Wealth Chamber to contest against."

"I’m not provoking you... I’m just saying. You were sent to this region to increase the influence of your clan but look how it’s going?" She shook her head.

"You’ve lost the Southern Region."

"Then so be it." He was to continue with the conversation. "Do your men find any way they could reverse engineer the carriage?"

"That is the main reason I allow you into my pavilion. If you can’t, then I don’t see any reason why we should be talking."

The woman was stunned. She did not expect the Pavilion Master would be this hostile.

She was only trying to know his intention against the Thousand Wealth Chamber, but his reaction stunned her.

Is the Thousand Wealth Chamber that scary?

Although she heard various rumors about the Thousand Wealth Chamber, she did not believe it.

How could a mere chamber force all the top clans in the capital to fight each other?

Apart from that, two strong occupation forces were also destroyed.

How could a mere merchant chamber have such power?

Although various thoughts ran through her mind, her expression did not change—still unreadable.

"They could not reverse engineer it. But you don’t have to worry, I’ve sent a message to the capital. They will send a Tier-3 Rune Master and Artifact Refiner Master."

"Humph!" the Pavilion Master scoffed and did not bother to look at her.

If it was that easy, he would have done it himself. He had many Tier-2 Artifact Refiner Masters and Rune Masters at his disposal.

And each of them failed. They did not only fail. They did not even recognize the technique the Thousand Wealth Chamber used in creating the carriage.

What they did not understand, how could they reverse engineer it?

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Suddenly, an urgent knock came from the door.

"Come in," he commanded.

Creak!

The door was pushed and his assistant entered.

"What? You can tell me," The Pavilion Master said.

"My Lord, the Thousand Wealth Chamber had recruited almost all the clans in the capital," his assistant announced.

"Really?" The Pavilion Master creased his brow. "Why?"

"According to our men, they employed them so that they could allow everyone to have water in their homes and stores."

"Also, they created a job called plumbering. They would teach three people from each clan. Both the Gao clan and the He clan joined."

"What!" The Pavilion Master widened his eyes in disbelief. "Are they crazy? Why do they support the Thousand Wealth Chamber?"

"My Lord... I heard the Thousand Wealth Chamber promised them a lot of money."

A lot of money...

Still, he could not believe those arrogant clans would lower their heads to the very force that almost caused their destruction.

"This is getting interesting..." the woman said. "Do you still think you can remain on the fence?"

A taunting smile crept on her lips.

The Pavilion Master looked at the woman and sneered. "For such powerful clans to lower their heads, that spoke volumes of how terrifying they were."

"But I guess, the pride of the Central Region clouded your judgment. Don’t tell me I didn’t remind you when you’re killed."

Hahahaa.

She laughed. "Do you think those ants dare kill me?" She scoffed.

Unlike the top clans of the capital, her clan was beyond anything the Thousand Wealth Chamber might ever think.

Kill her? That’s impossible.

Besides, she was not weak. She was a Golden Core Expert.

As if knowing her thoughts, the Pavilion Master sneered. "Are you saying your clan is more powerful than the Artifact Refining Hall and the Runic Inscription Hall?"

"If you think so, you’re more ignorant than I thought." His voice was sharp, not mincing his words.

When she heard this, her expression changed. A faint anger crept up her face.

How dare he call her ignorant?

No one dared to call her that in the whole Southern Region. Anyone who dares it did not live to tell the tale.

She skinned them alive.

However, the man in front of her was no ordinary person. Although he was not a Golden Core Expert, she knew his protector was hiding around them.

Thus, she reined her anger and snorted.

"You’re just a sore loser, and that is the reason you’re sent out of your clan. A pathetic loser."

The Pavilion Master did not bother to respond. Such childish taunt means nothing to him.

Standing a couple of feet from them, the assistant watched the banter with an ugly expression.

He only came to report the news and did not expect to see such a scene.

Besides, he was not yet done.

Should he continue or not?

"M-My Lord... there is still more news," he said in a low voice, afraid to invoke their wrath.

"Oh, tell me," The Pavilion Master asked, looking at his assistant.

"Broken Moon Consortium had made an announcement. They’ve created a news chamber called The Times."

Hmm?

Both the Pavilion Master and the woman were stunned.

They knew the Young Miss who was behind the Broken Moon Consortium, but they could not understand why she would create such an absurd chamber.

"News chamber? What’s that?" the woman asked.

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