A magnificent and tumultuous era, where racial wars and peaceful developments unfold in a high martial world.
A vast and all-encompassing world, with myriad races each displaying their unique...
Even smugglers like the Crystal Chamber of Commerce know that it takes fifteen years to build a golden signboard, so Chu Yao naturally knows this too.
"Well, no rush, no rush. I believe in your character, Chu Yao. We had a pleasant cooperation this time, and we are ready to go back."
"Whenever you have money, just tell Tianci."
"Next time there's something like this, please be sure to inform me in advance. You've earned the friendship of the Ao family."
Ao Fenglie said cheerfully.
The Ao family has no shortage of money.
The Ao family is not short of supplies.
At least there is no urgent need.
Ao Fenglie was also very clear about the principle of adding icing on the cake.
"Right now, there really is such a good thing. If Senior Ao is not in a hurry, I can have a good chat with you."
Hearing him say this, Chu Yao felt relieved and quickly followed his words.
Having finally captured such a powerful force, it is natural to squeeze as much as possible from it.
Chu Yao had already thought about this next step.
Um?
"What's going on?"
Ao Fenglie was a little curious and asked in a deep voice.
Is there still a war to fight?
How is that possible?
This small world has now been completely cleaned up. Even if you want to make big moves, there are no enemies left.
Chu Yao smiled and stared at him straight in the eyes.
"Have you heard of the Dragon Clan?"
"How much is a dragon worth?"
"I want to...fish for dragons."
Fishing for dragons?
After hearing these two short words, everyone in the Ao family was stunned.
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