"Tell me! What do you want?"

Lu Qingan smiled and said, "One hundred pieces of holy soil!"

The whole place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

All the senior members of the Hong family present looked at Lu Qing'an with wide eyes.

This kid is getting more and more demanding!!

You are simply not afraid of death!!!

"Seniors, this is actually not much. I thought about it last time I went back. Compared to what you earn, what I earn is not even a small amount! Don't you think so?" Lu Qing'an still had a smile on his face and winked mischievously.

The Hong Family's Great Elder said in a low voice, "Boy, are you sure that with this batch of holy soil, we can quickly crush the demon race?"

Lu Qingan said, "In theory, that's absolutely true! You all know that I don't want our relationship to become too strained. I still want to continue working for you!"

"Okay! I hope you won't let us down again this time!" The head of the Hong family endured it.

The reason they can still endure it now is all because of the benefits, and also because they will be able to take the holy soil back from Lu Qing'an later.

"Haha, happy cooperation! Then seniors, please hurry up, because I can't let the human army live on the side of the demon clan for too long." Lu Qing'an did not forget to urge.

As soon as he finished speaking, the people from the Holy Land instantly cut off contact, as if they would not be able to help but take action if they heard Lu Qing'an say another word.

Lu Qing'an raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Hong Xinyi: "Senior, if you have nothing else to do, I will go and get busy first. When the Holy Soil arrives, remember to let me know as soon as possible."

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