"I did not know that Fellow Daoist Qu had arrived, please excuse my lack of manners," a warm voice sounded, and then a brown-haired man had already appeared before Qu He.
Even though the visitor was merely a Nine-Turn Saint, Qu He still cupped his hands and returned the courtesy:
"My arrival was abrupt, Steward Peng, please do not take offense."
Peng Fu was the person in charge of the Great Wheel Commerce in Tianyuan Dao City, though his cultivation was lower, Peng Fu's status within the Great Wheel Commerce was not weak.
This place was still the territory of the Great Wheel Commerce, Peng Fu could easily make things difficult for him.
"Not at all, not at all, Fellow Daoist Qu, please take a seat in the guild's guest hall," Peng Fu's tone was humble, without a hint of the airs of the Great Wheel Commerce manager.
Qu He sincerely said, "Deacon Peng, I have a presumptuous request."
