His movements were as natural and fluid as flowing water, and every subtle movement was full of power and rhythm.

His body was slightly bent, his arms crossed over his chest, as if guarding something precious. His feet were firmly planted on the ground, like the roots of an old tree, unbreakable.

As time went by, his stance training reached a state of perfection, and his movements also underwent many changes of his own.

These changes are subtle and exquisite, and only he himself can perceive their mysteries. Others can only see him standing there, but cannot understand what kind of stake he is standing on.

During his cultivation, Chen Feng focused intently on his practice while simultaneously using his powerful mental energy to perceive everything around him.

His mental energy, like keen antennae, carefully explored every corner around him.

He carefully sensed every movement of air and every subtle sound, making sure there were no surveillance devices or prying eyes.

An hour passed quickly, and Liu Wanxia returned to the VIP room with a smile. Just before she knocked on the door, Chen Feng had already keenly sensed her arrival.

He slowly and gently finished his stance training, as if afraid of breaking the tranquil atmosphere.

However, despite his careful movements, sweat still trickled down his forehead and soaked his clothes.

His forehead and cheeks were covered in glistening beads of sweat, which shimmered under the light. These beads of sweat were a testament to his hard work and focus in his practice, and also demonstrated his inner resilience and perseverance.

"No wonder Mr. Zhou was able to return with merit in the Sirius Army. He must have worked so hard during his training. He must have been exhausted." Liu Wanxia walked over and smiled as she took a tissue to wipe Chen Feng's sweat.

"Oh, thank you, Ms. Liu. I can do it myself." Chen Feng smelled the milky scent on Liu Wanxia up close, quickly took the tissue, stepped back, and wiped his sweat, afraid that he would make a fool of himself.

"Mr. Zhou, after testing by our professionals, the raw ore you brought is of very high grade. We can offer you a price of 100,000 yuan per kilogram."

The monster flesh and blood are indeed of grade seven, and they are very well preserved, worth 30,000 yuan per kilogram; as for the werewolf's refined iron weapons, according to the market price, each piece is worth 5 million yuan, and we want as many as we can get.

In addition, regarding the supplies you want to purchase, we can procure these immediately, and the prices are listed above. Are you satisfied with them?

Liu Wanxia immediately provided the company's purchase price for the materials, as well as the price and quantity of the auxiliary materials sold to Chen Feng. She then returned Chen Feng's list, which included the price and quantity of the materials he needed.

After taking a look, Chen Feng found that the prices of these supplies were similar to those on the martial arts website, and slightly more expensive than those in the Tianlang Army. In addition, there was one Blood Lotus Seed and three Blood-Nourishing Ginseng roots.

In addition, there are two drops each of Wood Essence and Earth Marrow, auxiliary materials for the sixth-grade organ refining realm, each drop worth 20 million yuan. Adding other auxiliary materials, the total value is similar to the materials he sold.

“I have no objection, we can trade. Besides, I need all these supplies. I wonder how long it will take you to prepare them?” Chen Feng nodded after looking them over.

“These supplies are in our company’s warehouse and can be retrieved in half an hour. As long as Mr. Zhou’s quantity of supplies is roughly the same as previously agreed, we can proceed with the transaction directly,” Liu Wanxia said with a smile.

“Sure, send a transport vehicle and a few people with me. Our supplies are stored next to the Sirius Hotel.” Chen Feng agreed to the deal.

Half an hour later, Liu Wanxia set off with three employees, a car, and a transport vehicle to the location indicated by Chen Feng. All three employees were seventh-rank martial artists.

Obviously, the other side would also take precautions. Even in Xia City, there are bound to be some double-crosses. However, both sides felt at ease near the Tianlang Hotel because there were Tianlang Army soldiers guarding the area.

Shortly after, the two cars arrived near the Tianlang Hotel. Chen Feng had them stop on the street about 300 meters away from the hotel, and then said to Liu Wanxia, ​​"President Liu, may I take a look at your supplies first?"

"Mr. Zhou, what about your supplies?" Liu Wanxia asked in return, while hugging the small box in her arms tightly.

"My supplies are in my spatial ring, take a look." Chen Feng placed the spatial ring against Liu Wanxia's forehead so she could use her weak mental energy to examine its contents.