The Prodigal Son of Condor Heroes: Li Mochou Wants to Pay for Himself

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a veiled woman with black hair and purple eyes slowly walking out from behind Shi Tianxing.

"Who is this?" Ye Fan asked puzzledly.

Behind the leaders of the five sects stood their trusted disciples. This woman had always been behind Shi Tianxing, and everyone thought she was a member of the Ming Cult, but they did not expect her to speak suddenly.

Seeing this, Shi Tianxing quickly introduced: "She is the saint of our Mingjiao Persian headquarters, Atossa."

"Welcome, welcome!" Ye Fan said with a smile, "It is a great honor for our villa that the Saint Lady can come here in person!"

Atossa nodded slightly, "On behalf of the Persian Ming Cult, I would like to join you in this great event."

Before Ye Fan opened his mouth to answer, the head of Kunlun Sect, Qing Lingzi, said with an unhappy look on his face: "You are stretching your hands too far. What does the affairs of our Western Region martial arts have to do with the Persian Ming Cult!"

"Master Qing Lingzi, what you said is not right." Atossa's voice was clear and pleasant. "Now that the Mongols are conquering everywhere, everyone is in danger. We should put aside our prejudices and work together to fight against the Mongols."

"Humph, that sounds nice." Qing Lingzi sneered, "You, the Persian Ming Cult, are thousands of miles away. How can you care about the life and death of our Western Region martial arts world?"

"Although our Ming Cult headquarters is far away in Persia, we have participated in many wars against the Mongols." Atossa said calmly, "I came here this time just when you were discussing the establishment of the Western Region Chamber of Commerce, and I wanted to share this grand event with you all."

"Oh?" Qing Lingzi raised his eyebrows. "You, the Persian Ming Cult, also want to join the Western Region Chamber of Commerce? Why do you think we will agree?"

Atossa calmly replied, "We, the Persian Ming Cult, can provide financial and material support to the Western Region Chamber of Commerce. Moreover, we have been fighting against Arab merchants on the Silk Road for many years, and can help the Western Region Chamber of Commerce break the Arab monopoly."

Ye Fan's heart moved. He knew from the existing information that the caravans of Baituo Villa were often blocked by Arab merchants and rarely had contact with European merchants. If there was the support of the Persian Mingjiao, the development of the Chamber of Commerce would definitely be smoother.

"That's great." Ye Fan said with a smile, "Since the Persian Ming Cult is interested in joining, we naturally welcome it. However, the specific details of the cooperation still need to be discussed."

"Of course." Atossa nodded. "I believe that as long as both sides cooperate sincerely, we will be able to achieve a win-win situation."

At this time, Mu Lingzi, the head of Kongtong Sect who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "We still have to wait until the Western Region Chamber of Commerce is established and everyone can discuss and decide on this matter together."

"Master Mu Lingzi is right." Ye Fan agreed, "Regarding the Persian Ming Cult joining the Western Region Chamber of Commerce, we will discuss it later. Right now, the most urgent matter is the Western Region Martial Arts Conference. Next, all six of us must take action and send out invitations to heroes."

"That's as it should be!" Everyone nodded in agreement.

"That's settled then!" Ye Fan waved his hand, "Next, let's go back and prepare!"

The leaders of the five major sects left excitedly with their disciples, leaving Atossa and her group alone.

Ye Fan looked at them, and saw that in addition to Atossa, there was a group of tall Persian people with blond hair and blue eyes.

The most eye-catching ones are the three people behind Atossa. The tallest one has curly beard and blue eyes, and the other one has yellow beard and eagle nose.

The last woman had black hair, just like the Han people in the Central Plains, but her eyes were extremely pale, almost colorless, and she had an oval face. She was about twenty years old. Although she looked weird, she was very beautiful.

Seeing Ye Fan staring at the three people, Atossa introduced them, "These three are the Flowing Cloud Envoy, Wonderful Wind Envoy, and Bright Moon Envoy of our Persian Ming Cult's Grand Master."

Ye Fan smiled and nodded to the three of them, thinking to himself: "These three people should be the famous Persian Wind, Cloud and Moon Envoys."

He turned to Atossa and said, "Your Excellency, you have been exhausted from the journey. Go and rest first. If you need anything, just tell me."

Atossa thanked Ye Fan, and then led a group of people and a maid to a guest room.

After the maid left, Atossa suddenly asked, "Two Treasure Tree Kings, what should we do now?"

Two people slowly walked out from the group of blond-haired and blue-eyed Persian barbarians.

Others made way and whispered, "Meet the King of Wisdom, the King of Victory."

“Saint Atossa, don’t worry.” King Changsheng comforted, “We just need to wait for the Western Region Martial Arts Conference next month and see how things turn out.”

The King of Wisdom said thoughtfully: "I think that Ye Fan is not simple. He doesn't seem to be too surprised by our arrival."

Atossa nodded. "Yes, he must have some extraordinary qualities to be able to become the young master of White Camel Villa. We must be careful in dealing with him."

"But..." Atossa frowned slightly, "What should we do if other sects oppose us joining the Western Region Chamber of Commerce?"

"Don't worry, Atossa." King Changsheng smiled confidently, "The strength of our Persian Ming Cult should not be underestimated. As long as we show our value, they will not refuse."

The King of Wisdom frowned and said, "We shouldn't put such an important matter concerning the future of the Grand Master on an illusory promise."

King Changsheng was stunned and asked hurriedly, "What do you think, King Wisdom?"

The King of Wisdom suddenly turned to look at Envoy Huiyue, his eyes flashing with determination and resoluteness, "Envoy Huiyue, now is the time for you to make sacrifices for the Grand Master!"

Hearing this, Atossa's expression instantly turned extremely ugly. She asked tentatively, "Does the King of Wisdom mean to let Envoy Huiyue seduce Young Master Ye?"

The wise king nodded heavily, his face full of helplessness and sadness, he sighed and said: "Yes, this is the only feasible way at present.

I have observed that Young Master Ye. Although he is very young, he is able to gain the trust and support of everyone in White Camel Villa. Even the leaders of the five major sects obey his orders.

As long as we can successfully capture him, the path for the Persian Ming Cult to join the Western Region Chamber of Commerce will be much smoother, and the resistance will be greatly reduced."

After hearing this, King Changsheng's eyes lit up and he was delighted. He said excitedly, "That's right, this little guy still has two Holy Fire Tokens in his hand. If we can take this opportunity to get them, it would be a win-win situation!"

However, Atossa seemed to still have some concerns. She frowned and wanted to speak, but the King of Wisdom waved her hand to stop her.

The King of Wisdom stared at Atossa with his eyes piercing, and said in a serious and firm tone: "Atossa, this matter concerns the future and development of the Persian Ming Cult. There is no other choice. Moreover, I believe that Envoy Huiyue is capable of completing this task."

Atossa was silent for a moment, but finally nodded in agreement.

At this time, the King of Wisdom turned around, looked at Envoy Huiyue, and said earnestly: "Envoy Huiyue, the success or failure of this mission depends on you. Are you willing to sacrifice yourself for the Grand Master?"

Envoy Huiyue bit his lips tightly, his heart full of contradictions and struggles.

She knew she had a great responsibility, but she also knew it would come at a great cost.

After a fierce ideological struggle, she finally made up her mind, raised her head, and answered with a firm look in her eyes: "I am willing to dedicate myself to the Grand Master."

As soon as she finished speaking, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes, as if she was ready to face all difficulties and challenges.

Atossa sighed, "Well, now that things have come to this, I have no choice but to inconvenience you. Moon Envoy, you must be careful."

"Don't worry, Saint." Envoy Huiyue forced a smile, "I have plenty of ways to take down Young Master Ye."