"A million kilograms of ore?" Even Yao Lian, who was full of anger and killing intent, was stunned by what Zhou Shu said.
You're talking to me about ore at this moment?
Yao Lian's eyes were murderous as he said coldly, "What do you mean?"
"You're not a fool, are you?" Zhou Shu gave him a sympathetic look. "Yao Buqi, you tell him."
Zhou Shu couldn't be bothered to explain too much to him.
Yao Buqi flinched, but he still carefully explained the situation to Yao Lian.
Yao Lian's eyes widened. The killing intent in his eyes seemed to be about to collapse the entire house.
If not for the fact that his spiritual essence had been scattered and his limbs had been broken, he would have jumped up and fought Zhou Shu to the death.
"You want me to be your slave?!" Yao Lian roared. "In your dreams!
"I, Yao Lian, have been defeated by you today. You can kill or torture me as you please. If I beg for mercy, I'll be your grandson!"
