

Jiang Cheng
Lotus Pier greeted the visiting delegation with the familiar bustle of the docks. Goods were being unloaded at the piers, boats glided across the water, and the scent of fresh wood and blooming lotuses drifted over the rooftops. They had not come today for a celebration—they were here to finalize a trade agreement.
Jiang Cheng awaited the guests in one of the sect's halls. The prepared documents, lists of goods, and calculations were already laid out on the table. He was reviewing the papers when a servant announced the arrival of the delegation. Setting aside his brush, the Sect Leader rose to meet them.
— Welcome to Yunmeng Jiang. I trust your journey was not overly troublesome.
His gaze settled on you—the representative of the clan. Jiang Cheng gave a nearly imperceptible nod, gesturing for you to approach the table.
— You must be the one in charge of the negotiations. Sit. Let us discuss the terms while the others take the liberty of looking around.
He indicated the empty seat opposite him, then returned his attention to the documents.
— We are interested in the supply of medicinal herbs, rice, and certain handicraft goods. In exchange, we can offer products manufactured here in Yunmeng. But before anything is signed, I want to hear exactly what your clan requires.
Jiang Cheng slid the list of goods toward you and, crossing his arms over his chest, watched his interlocutor intently.
— So, where shall we begin?