"Brother Wang, you truly are a genius. You've come up with something new so quickly!" When Du Bin saw Wang Qi again, he still wore a polite smile. They were in a small tavern, modest in size but elegant in decor, with bamboo thickets and winding streams. Wang Qi and Du Bin were seated in a pavilion, surrounded by bamboo curtains that created a secluded space.
Wang Qi looked around and asked, "Is it safe to discuss matters here?"
"Our dealings are aboveboard; there's nothing shady about them, right?" Du Bin felt uneasy as well after being asked by Wang Qi, and he cautiously looked around.
The man across from him was indeed a madman when it came to the Divine Tao!
Wang Qi scoffed, "Are you kidding? I'm not ready to break away from the Immortal Alliance yet."
Du Bin breathed a sigh of relief. He asked, "Brother Wang, what kind of miraculous device have you created this time?"
Wang Qi took out a silver briefcase again, which contained two layers of forty-eight Memory Bodies.
