In the eyes of everyone, the wizarding world in Watsonburg has changed a lot in recent years. Dolai suddenly appeared and was suddenly promoted to a seventh-level pharmacist. Almost all major forces are keeping an eye on him because potions are in great shortage.

However, due to relationship constraints, only the Orne family and the Rhine family can contact Dole at present. Others are still working hard on Morris, Sano and others, hoping that they can be promoted to level six or even level seven as soon as possible.

Inside Chris's Wizard Tower, those people are also approaching. Some of them have already reached the sixth level, especially Morris, who probably reached it in recent times.

Dole thought about this matter very clearly, and he wanted to get the greatest benefit from it.

As expected, Orphir frowned, but he quickly responded, saying, "I understand. Then we can take the orders they don't need. The Orn family only has so many level 5 wizards, and their demand won't be higher than ours."

Dolai nodded and said, "Well, that's what I mean. Now let's talk about the price. As my supplier, the Aoun family, I will give them a price that is 10% higher than the market price. How much do you think I should give you?"

A 10% increase?

After hearing this, the room fell silent. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Dolai in disbelief. A few people kept looking at Ashe, wondering why he didn't lower the price but instead raised it by 10%?

Ash looked at Ophir at this time, and shrugged like Doley, saying, "The quality is excellent, and it's worth the price."

The air suddenly condensed and the hall became extremely quiet.

Ophir frowned. "Then we should check the quality?"

Dole nodded, turned around and waved his hand.

A cabinet in the room opened, and a cold icy air came out of it. A sealed small box flew out and slowly landed on the table.

Dole snapped his fingers, and the box opened automatically, revealing the clear and bright blue potion inside.

Ophir lowered his head and took a look at the potion. His eyes suddenly raised. He realized that Dolai's potion-making skills were indeed better than the other two people in Watsonburg. The potion was very clean, with almost no impurities, while the potions of others would have some impurities in them.

Not to mention a 10% increase, if the elderly in the family see it, even if it's a 20% increase, I guess some people would agree.

But he is Ashe's man after all. A 20% increase is a bit too much. He has lost his daughter, so he has to get a cheaper price.

He touched his chin and said, "To be honest, these potions of yours are very tempting. I can't make the decision to increase the price by 10%."

A bottle of potion increased by 10%, which means 77,000 gold coins. This is not a small amount. The elders did not say so when they came.

Dolai nodded and said, "Don't worry, contact them now." He was naturally fearless.

He looked at Charles at this time and said in a dark tone, "The wizard side is different from the warrior side. The potions on the warrior side are of the same quality, but the price has increased by 20%."

Charles was still struggling over that 10% in his mind, but when he heard that the price of the potion on the warrior's side had suddenly increased by another 10%, he immediately became restless. He stood up quickly, snorted loudly, and shouted, "Dole, you are hoarding goods and deliberately making things difficult for me."

Looking at Charles who stood up, Dole's expression did not change, and he still smiled faintly, "The number of level five warriors is much greater than that of wizards. The price increase is the general trend. I am just a businessman, and I naturally have to consider the profits. If you think it is expensive, you can give it up." He deliberately dragged out the last word.

At this time, Orphir and others seemed to understand something. Seeing this, everyone knew that Dole was deliberately targeting Charles. Orphir and Emily sat nearby, contacting the elders of the family while watching the show quietly.

Charles' eyes suddenly widened and he said angrily, "Dolai, you are blackmailing me."

Dolai said, "How can you call it extortion when you haven't even received the money? Why did you stand up? Are you going to hit me?"

"You!" Charles was furious. "If it weren't for my sister's sake, I would have made you pay today. No more than 20%, 10% at most. Do you want to sell it?"

Although he was furious, he had not forgotten the purpose of his visit today, which was to bring the potion back.

Dolai smiled and said, "One percent is not enough, it must be two percent. This is my bottom line. If you can't make the decision, why don't you go back and discuss it with Lord Westling?"

Westling is in charge of the legion and is also in charge of procurement. Charles naturally came out to purchase at the instruction of Westling.

Of course, Westling also wanted to crack down on Charles. As long as he could irritate him, make him lose his temper, and lock him up for a few days, Dole's mission would be accomplished.

Charles entered the sixth level at a young age. He usually holds power, is very arrogant, and has a bad temper. This time, he came here in the name of a transaction to teach him a lesson and let him know that he is not the only genius in the world.

Ash stood nearby, listening to their conversation, with a smile on her face, but she was holding back her laughter in her heart.

Charles said in a categorical tone, "No, there's no need to discuss this. 20% is definitely not acceptable, Dolai. I think you are deliberately making things difficult for me." He was really angry, with a rage in his body that he had no place to vent, so he slammed the table hard and uttered the next threatening words.

Boom.

Just as he was about to speak, he felt his hand go limp and a big hole was smashed into the hard table.

The next moment, Charles was stunned. The table was broken by himself. Why was it so fragile? Oops, this table was not protected by a magic circle, it was just ordinary wood.

The table fell over instantly, and everything on it fell to the ground. This situation also made the others stand up and look at Charles in surprise.

Dole's expression changed, becoming cold and gloomy, "Charles, what do you mean by this? Are you provoking me?"

Charles calmed down a little, but when he heard Dole's words, his anger suddenly flared up again. Fighting spirit flowed through his body, and his aura surged out wildly, as if he was draped over his body like a piece of armor, emitting powerful strength.

"I'm provoking you, but I don't even consider your identity. Today's deal is only 10%, not a bit more."

Dolai looked at him, a little frightened. A level six warrior, with his own fighting spirit and understanding of the road ahead, was indeed very powerful. With just a slight push, he collapsed his half-damaged table. This slight push must have exerted a force of a thousand kilograms. If it hit a person, it would be a disaster.

But Dolai was not afraid of him, and his acting skills began to soar.

His eyes turned cold, and a threatening aura rose spontaneously. He said coldly, "Let's not talk about the transaction for now. Let's talk about my table first. This table is made of top-quality hemlock wood and costs 50,000 gold coins. You must compensate me for the table first, otherwise you can't take the potion away today."

Fifty thousand gold coins, this is not a small amount. Hearing this number, Charles was immediately furious, "Dolai, what do you mean by this?"

Two words: lose money.

Both of them were immediately angry.

"I think you just need to be taught a lesson, Dolai. Don't think I'll be afraid of you just because we're in your territory." Just as Charles was about to take action, several people behind him immediately stepped forward and hugged him.

"Come on, Brother Charles, calm down." At this moment, anyone could tell that something was wrong.

"You tell me to calm down, but how can I? A broken table costs 50,000 gold coins, which is my salary for two years." Charles roared.