No one knows when it began—
But the world was split in two.
Those in the Upper City live in the sunlight, on vast lands, warm and free.
Those in the Lower City survive in a cram...
"As for the twelve breeders who died, it's negligible for two such large companies."
"This is very consistent with the style of the [Mudworm]."
"For them, there are no grudges that cannot be resolved, only interests that cannot be negotiated!"
The fact that [Mudworms] were willing to hand over the [Road of Grace] in exchange for the sorting work of two [Roads of Grace] shows that they only care about profit.
Reputation, grudges, none of these matter.
So the name "Mudworm" is also very suitable for them.
Ning Fan smiled when he said this.
"In fact, if it were Luo Xiu, he would definitely be able to understand what the [Mudworm] wanted to express."
"But Rosie..."
Ning Fan smiled happily: "Even if he suddenly got the idea and understood, he probably wouldn't compromise."
"Do you think he will go to war with the [Mudworm]?"
Lu Li asked.
Ning Fan shook his head. "Even if Luo Xi is stupid, there are always smart people around him! Luo Minghai dotes on his beloved eldest son, but he should also know that even though the [Mudworm] isn't that tough, it's not something you can just push around!"
After pondering for a moment, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.
"We have to help fan the flames!"
Upon hearing this, the person who was most excited was Lu Yuan.
"Brother Fan, can I participate this time?"
After arriving at Yefengkou, Lu Yuan really had no chance to show himself except being someone's son.
So at this moment his face was full of impatience.
"I'm the best at fanning the flames!"