Chapter 112: Deal Reached

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Jiang Butong thought for a moment. If it was at cost price, it would still be feasible. He knew that if Zhou Wenxiu raised the price by a few yuan and sold it to the agents, it would still sell. In truth, only Zhou Wenxiu herself knew that she had owed the factory workers their wages for ten days. Her husband spent every day in the factory appeasing those workers. Although she could sell this batch at a higher price, the cycle would inevitably be longer. If Jiang Butong could quickly absorb the goods, then even if she didn’t make a profit, she could pay the workers...

Mo Qinghan simply looked at Shui Linglong with a gaze that all adults understood—a touch of ambiguity, a hint of possessiveness, and a trace of mockery.

In the chaotic world, power equates to longevity. Even humans, whose lifespans are the shortest, can attain far greater longevity, even immortality, if they possess formidable magic.

“Boss, he came through the portal and didn’t even say hello. He’s looking down on us. Why should we cooperate with him? The Holy Sword thinks they’re so impressive and want to cozy up to the big players, but I, Hanhai Tianxing, refuse to submit!” Hanhai Tianxing protested with his neck straight.

Only then did Tony Stark realize—Strange had run into trouble, most likely the same group that had besieged him last time.

After he emerged from seclusion, Angel Leng was the first to appear at her side, chirping away about recent events.

Bai Yang was delighted to see matters finally resolved, and was surprised at how smoothly everything had gone today. He raised his glass repeatedly to Cai Yong, expressing his gratitude.

Tony Stark gazed at the shadowy, majestic mountains under the night sky, unsure where to begin his search.

He knew his own situation best. Whether Su Yinmiao was telling the truth or not, he could easily discern.

After all, if a personal disciple wanted to participate in certain secret realms, they didn’t have to compete for positions in the arena like ordinary disciples.

Chen Fei reminded Nangong Jin once more, then, under the astonished gaze of Wu Gang and the others, pushed open the fire door of a water and electricity shaft. That inconspicuous fire door, once opened, revealed a world entirely different.

Having decided to attend Lady Cai’s flower-viewing banquet at the Cai residence, though it was still a week away, the time felt neither long nor short. When she told Min’er and the other three, they were even more enthusiastic than Hua Shangxue, the guest of honor.

If what Li Tian said was true and the Evil Alliance’s attack on the Zangwu Pavilion was intentional, then if the pavilion fell, all the citizens of Fulin City would likely become victims of the Evil Alliance’s massacre.

I replied to the message immediately and hurried over. No wonder there were so few people—everyone had gone to the auction! Now that everyone’s level was higher and their wallets fuller, a single gold coin didn’t mean much anymore.

Paying no heed to Han Xiuming’s words, her gaze remained icy, fixed upon him, and her steps did not falter.

Now that Simon had been found, it was a pity that before the joy could fully blossom, the beautiful picture seemed destined to fade into nothingness.

A place she had freely entered and exited just yesterday suddenly became unfamiliar and distant. The reason was simple: she was no longer of any use to its owner.

There seemed to be no reason to refuse further. Moreover, even knowing it was as futile as an ant trying to move a tree, I still wanted to give it a try.

Since venturing through the New World, with a bounty of 470 million, Kid had surpassed all other supernovas, his reputation shining brightest among them. Imperceptibly, he had come to regard himself as the most formidable of the new generation.

The steward escorted the brother and sister out, watched the carriage disappear from sight, and suddenly felt a cold, chilling wind sweep over him. A shiver ran through his body, and he hurriedly turned back inside.

She had no time to worry about superstition, “Left eye for wealth, right eye for disaster.” Grabbing Okra’s hand, she rushed outside in haste.

Following the method for fish tail soup—first frying, then boiling—under Ye Zhi’s instructions, Feitan, curious, swayed his body and poured fish oil into the pot.