The burly man looked at the scene in astonishment, then let out a gasp and slowly turned to leave. He knew that what was about to happen was beyond his responsibilities.

Luo Chen glanced at the calm face of Thunderstorm beside him and couldn't help but think: Why did the aura he emitted just now seem a bit like wind attribute energy? He had felt this unique and powerful aura from Zhao Dongfang before, one that was unforgettable.

"Haha, you're here." The old man in black smiled calmly, breaking the silence, "I am Loulan Lu Fei, the clan leader of the Loulan Clan. How should I address you two?" His voice was deep but carried an undeniable authority.

Thunderstorm replied indifferently, "Loulan Clan Leader, if you want the Soul Stone, exchange it for the Tianlong Manual." His tone was firm and decisive, as if stating the most natural thing.

At the mention of the "Tianlong Manual," Luo Chen was stunned. Hadn't it fallen into Zhao Dongfang's hands? Could it be... A mix of surprise and confusion surged in his heart as he looked at Thunderstorm, not knowing what he was up to.

Loulan Lu Fei seemed not to have expected the visitor to so directly make such a demand. His expression changed slightly, then he shook his head and sighed, "The Tianlong Manual is the treasured heirloom of our Loulan Clan; how can it be given away lightly?" His words conveyed deep helplessness and determination.

"Since the Tianlong Manual is your treasured heirloom, why did it end up in Zhao Dongfang's hands?" Thunderstorm asked coldly, his gaze piercing as if trying to see through Loulan Lu Fei's heart.

Loulan Lu Fei's complexion changed slightly upon hearing this. He paused for a moment before slowly speaking, "It's a long story... Years ago, a traitor in our clan stole the Tianlong Manual and gifted it to Zhao Dongfang. We've been trying to reclaim the manual ever since but to no avail." His tone revealed deep hatred and helplessness.

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen finally understood the truth. The Tianlong Manual had not always been in Zhao Dongfang's possession but was stolen by a traitor from the Loulan Clan. No wonder Thunderstorm so directly proposed exchanging the Soul Stone for the Tianlong Manual.

The scene fell into a brief silence, with Loulan Lu Fei seemingly weighing the pros and cons, while Thunderstorm appeared calm, as if he had already secured victory. Luo Chen stood aside, his heart surging like waves, unsure of how the transaction would finally conclude, or what role he played in this game. He could only wait quietly for the outcome of the exchange.

"Call me Pixiu." Thunderstorm's voice was cold and firm as he stood within the Fang Pavilion, facing the clan leader of the Loulan Clan, Loulan Er Gun, and two steady-faced middle-aged men. His demeanor revealed an indisputable decisiveness, as if he was fully prepared for the negotiations to come.

Loulan Er Gun looked at the man calling himself Pixiu with surprise. As a clan leader who has met countless experts, it was rare to see someone like Thunderstorm remain so calm in his presence. This piqued his interest in Thunderstorm.

"Mr. Pixiu, you speak very directly." Loulan Er Gun smiled, attempting to ease the atmosphere, "However, before the transaction, I have a few questions I'd like to ask you. Could you spare me some time?"

Thunderstorm's brows furrowed slightly but he nodded, signaling Loulan Er Gun to continue.

"How did Mr. Pixiu come to know that our Loulan Clan possesses the Tianlong Manual?" Loulan Er Gun's tone remained even, but it was clear this was the question he cared most about.

Thunderstorm's expression slightly stiffened. He didn't directly answer Loulan Er Gun's question, instead coldly saying, "I have no obligation to answer you."

Upon these words, the two middle-aged men across immediately grew angry. As key figures of the Loulan Clan, when had they ever been treated so dismissively? However, Loulan Er Gun gestured to stop them.

"Stand down." Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed an indisputable authority. The two middle-aged men, despite their reluctance, obediently retreated to the side.

Loulan Er Gun looked at Thunderstorm again, his eyes flickering with contemplative light. He tried to read clues from Thunderstorm's expression, but the latter remained expressionless, as if everything was under his control.

"Fine, since you won't say, I won't pressure you." Loulan Er Gun pondered for a moment before finally speaking, "However, I am not willing to trade the Tianlong Manual with you."

Thunderstorm's eyebrows raised slightly upon hearing this, but he did not show much surprise. He seemed to have anticipated this result and merely said indifferently, "Since the Loulan Clan Leader is unwilling to exchange, I won't insist. However, I believe there will always be someone willing to make a deal with me."

With that, Thunderstorm turned to leave. However, just as he was about to step out of the Fang Pavilion, Loulan Er Gun's voice called out again, "Wait!"

Thunderstorm stopped and looked back at Loulan Er Gun, who showed a hint of hesitation on his face as if weighing some decision.

"Mr. Pixiu, please stay." Loulan Er Gun took a deep breath and finally made a decision, "While I cannot directly trade the Tianlong Manual with you, I can offer you an opportunity."

"Oh? What opportunity?" Thunderstorm's tone remained cool, but a flicker of interest appeared in his eyes.

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