Chapter 412
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Xu Qiuyuan immediately said, “Uncle Qu, how do you think it should be arranged? There are only two points: it can’t be too dangerous, and it can’t be too tiring.”
As Xu Qiuyuan spoke, he leaned closer to Qu Ying and whispered, “And the position can’t be too low.”
Upon hearing this, Qu Ying immediately understood.
“In that case, how about we appoint Mr. Ye Qingfeng as the chief steward of our Dark Soul Hall’s spiritual material warehouse?”
Xu Qiuyuan laughed upon hearing this and said, “That sounds good.”
“Third Uncle, the chief steward of our Dark Soul Hall’s spiritual material warehouse leads dozens of people at the Condensing Meridians stage, patrolling the warehouse daily. If someone comes with a token to retrieve something, they can be allowed to pass. The job isn’t complicated, but the chief steward… it’s a decent position.”
Xu Qiuyuan thought it was quite satisfactory.
Ye Qingfeng immediately said, “Alright.”
Qu Ying, the steward, continued, “What about the monthly remuneration?”
“Let’s say ten thousand spirit stones a month!”
Upon hearing Xu Qiuyuan’s words, Qu Ying nearly fell over in shock.
For a warrior at the Condensing Meridians stage, the most they could earn in a month was one or two thousand spirit stones.
Ten thousand spirit stones?
That was just too extravagant!
“Master…” Qu Ying whispered to Xu Qiuyuan, “Ten thousand spirit stones, I can’t make that decision on my own.”
Xu Qiuyuan whispered back, “It’s fine. Just deduct it from my salary. Remember, not a single stone less.”
“I understand, sir!”
Qu Ying smiled at Ye Qingfeng and said, “Mr. Ye, follow me. We’ll register you, and then I’ll take you there.”
“Third Uncle, go ahead.”
Ye Qingfeng, feeling quite excited,拱手道：“Qiuyuan, thank you.”
“Don’t mention it, Third Uncle. You’re making it sound too formal.”
Just as Qu Ying was about to take Ye Qingfeng away, several figures appeared in the hall.
“Qu Ying, where are you off to?”
The leading middle-aged man shouted in a loud voice.
“Elder Hong!”
Qu Ying immediately became courteous and briefly explained Ye Qingfeng’s arrival.
Upon hearing this, the burly Elder Hong frowned.
Xu Qiuyuan immediately stepped forward and said, “Uncle Hong, Ye Qingfeng is the uncle of my close friend. He’s at the third level of the Condensing Meridians stage and is very reliable.”
“Absolutely not!”
Elder Hong immediately bellowed, and many warriors in the hall turned to look, whispering and pointing.
Xu Qiuyuan’s face turned red, and he whispered, “Uncle Hong, could you give me some face…?”
“Nonsense!”
Elder Hong snorted, “Xu Qiuyuan, although you are the son of the second hall master, how can you just place people like this? Don’t you know how important the position of the chief steward of the spiritual material warehouse is? He’s not suitable!”
Upon hearing this, Xu Qiuyuan looked at Uncle He and Ye Qingfeng, feeling embarrassed. He also put away his smile and huffed, “Elder Hong Qing!”
“The chief steward of the spiritual material warehouse can be held by someone at the first to third level of the Condensing Meridians stage. Ye Qingfeng is fully capable of taking on this role. Why is he not suitable?”
“As the young master of the Dark Soul Hall, I think I can still arrange such a position, right?”
Now, the people around understood what was going on.
“Originally, Young Master Qiuyuan was preparing to place someone here to work…”
“Is that guy trying to pull strings…?”
“The current chief steward of the spiritual material warehouse is Elder Hong Qing’s third son. This position is quite lucrative, so of course Elder Hong Qing is unwilling to give it up.”
“Young Master Qiuyuan probably didn’t know about this, did he?”
Listening to the murmurs around him and seeing people pointing and whispering, Ye Qingfeng’s face turned red. He tugged at Xu Qiuyuan’s sleeve and whispered, “Qiuyuan, I know you mean well, but let’s just forget about it…”
Uncle He had originally told him that coming to work at the Dark Soul Hall was also Xu Qiuyuan’s suggestion.
Seeing that this matter was now causing internal conflicts within the Dark Soul Hall, Ye Qingfeng naturally felt uneasy.
“How can we just forget about it!”
Xu Qiuyuan immediately said, “You are Uncle Wushuang’s uncle. Wushuang taught me array techniques, which makes him my mentor. One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father. You’re like my third uncle to me. I think being the chief steward of the spiritual material warehouse is already a bit of an insult!”
“I’ve made up my mind about this!” Xu Qiuyuan huffed.
Xu Qiuyuan felt that he already owed Ye Wushuang a great favor. If he couldn’t even find a job for Ye Qingfeng, how could he still have the face to continue learning from Ye Wushuang?
“I said no, and that’s final!” Hong Qing declared loudly at this moment.
“Hong Qing, are you deliberately challenging me?” Xu Qiuyuan was furious.
The two locked eyes.
One was a powerful elder of the Dark Soul Hall, and the other was the son of the second hall master. Who dared to mediate?
“What’s going on here? What’s all the noise about?”
At that moment, a sonorous voice echoed through the hall. Three figures were seen coming up the stairs, and everyone immediately became solemn, bowing respectfully.
