Wang Hao listened and felt a rush of joy. County leaders truly were county leaders; they thought of everything so thoroughly, unlike Chen Village's timid lot.
They would take chicken feathers as a token of authority and only knew how to oppress the villagers.
Wang Hao didn't harbor any illusions about making a lot of money; he just wanted to get rid of the trouble.
"Fine, if you've taken a liking to them, take them away," he said.
Wang Hao handed over the bag he was holding.
"I see these centipedes are rare species, a thousand each,"
the man said as he looked through them.
"If you have the Red Giant Dragon Centipedes, the price is even higher. No matter their size or if they're dead or alive, each is fifty thousand!"
Fifty thousand each?
Wang Hao was stunned after hearing this; he hadn't expected these creatures to be so valuable.
Each of these four bags of centipedes had at least one hundred and fifty, plus there were four Red Giant Dragon Centipedes.
