Wilbur nodded and said, "Well said. You're right. I'll have a wider target market if I have a bigger variety of processed jades." Then, Wilbur turned to look at Molton and asked, "What about you, Molton?" Molton replied, "Mister Penn, my jade collectibles only have two strengths. First of all, I can guarantee the quality. Second of all, if I can have the three hundred million deal, all my jade collectibles can be sold for half of the price." "Half of the price? Hah!" Hart shook his head and laughed when he heard that and asked, "Do you think you can fool Mister Penn? Molton, your jade collectibles are resold goods. It's higher than the market price even if you sell them for half the price. My jade collectibles have variety, and the price is surely lower than yours. Do you think you can compete with me?" Molton was displeased and asked, "Why do you think I can't compete with you?" "You should know your place, Molton. I feel like you're joking with me. Don't blame me for bein
Suddenly, Hart burst out laughing in anger, tossing the contract aside. Pages of blank paper rained down from above. Then, he turned and left, saying as he walked away, "Molton, you're ruthless. Let's see how this ends for you this time!" Wilbur stood there, stunned. Molton bent down to pick up the pages of the contract, tidying them up before he handed them to Wilbur, saying, "Mister Penn, please sign here." "Uh…" Wilbur hesitated for a moment before asking, "Mister Molton, how about we discuss the terms again? Maybe I can raise the number a little." "There's no need for that. Since we've agreed on the price, we'll just stick to it," Molton replied. Wilbur signed the contract and watched as Molton left with his people. The tension dissipated in an instant. Wilbur wore an incredulous expression as he said, "This power play… It's truly unbelievable." In the afternoon, Korlyn was caught in heavy rain. At a pier by the seaside, Molton stood inside a gazebo. Haron approached
Molton extended a trembling index finger and pointed at Haron, saying, "I'm not crazy, Haron. I've been waiting for you to say that. Didn't you say there are tens of thousands of artifacts on that sunken ship? Now, our opportunity has come." "What?" "Molton, you're eyeing those artifacts on the sunken ship? It's difficult to salvage them, and if tens of thousands of artifacts suddenly appear in Rostead's collectibles market, we won't be able to hide them from others. If Kearson finds out, we're both dead." "Kearson again! All you see is Kearson!" Molton grabbed Haron's shirt and glared, "You spineless fool, you'll spend the rest of your life keeping the secret of the treasure for Kearson. Although you found the treasure, it won't belong to you!" After cursing, Molton pushed Haron away. Haron gritted his teeth and punched Molton in the face, knocking him to the ground. Haron said, "Molton, I've always treated you as my best friend. You should know the consequences if the treas
"It's okay. Anyway, I just came to Rostead for a change of scenery. However, I really think you are a capable man. Let's work together again in the future if the opportunity arises." "Thank you. I will definitely cherish the opportunity to work with you." After hanging up the phone, Molton sighed with relief as he got up from the ground and looked at the sea covered by rain and mist outside the pavilion, sighing inwardly. At this moment, Molton realized that everyone had their own fate. Coming from humble beginnings like himself and Haron, wanting to achieve something significant in Rostead was nearly impossible. But at least now he could rely on Kearson and live a worry-free life. At that moment, Molton had completely let go of the idea of working with anyone and left the gazebo with his umbrella. On the way back, while he was passing through an empty alley, suddenly, about twenty people in black suits surged from both ends of the alley and surrounded Molton. At this mome
After he was done speaking, Hart handed the umbrella to one of the suited men and waved, saying, "Let's go." As Hart turned to leave, the twenty or so suited men rushed forward, assaulting Molton with punches and kicks, knocking him to the ground. As the crowd dispersed, Molton was left lying in a sorry state in a puddle on the ground, covered in footprints. The intense pain in his abdomen and the aches all over his body repeatedly reminded Molton of what had happened. The pouring rain washed away everything, but it could not wash away the shame and anger in Molton's heart. Before long, Haron appeared at the alley entrance. He did not have an umbrella, and his whole body was soaked as he came to Molton's side, reaching out to pull Molton up from the ground. In the rain, Molton turned over and knelt on the ground, panting heavily, and said, "Did you see what just happened?" Haron did not speak and just nodded. Molton suddenly felt like he had not done anything wrong to dese
"I'd like to ask if you're still interested in the contract we talked about before?" At those words, a gleam of excitement flashed in Wilbur's eyes. After all, if it was Wilbur who initiated contact with Molton, then it would be Wilbur's decision. But if Molton reached out to Wilbur first, then it would be Molton's decision. Molton made his intentions clear, so Wilbur did not force the issue. It meant that Wilbur did not break his agreement with Fremont. "What business?" "Did you forget? The business with a budget of three hundred million." "You mean you're willing to sell to me at that same low price?" "Yes, the contract remains valid, but the transaction time needs to be postponed for a month. Next month, we'll conduct the transaction at sea. How about that?" "That's fine." After hanging up the phone, Wilbur felt very excited. After all, what Molton was selling was top-grade, and even at a low price of fifteen million, Wilbur would not be losing any money and would ma
After making the decision, Wilbur unleashed all of his dragon aura, only leaving one percent of the dragon aura inside his body. After one cycle of it circulating inside his body, he started to inject it into his bones. Even though only one percent of the dragon aura was left, as soon as it entered the ribs, Wilbur could not bear the physical stress and spat out a mouthful of blood. The dragon aura was too overpowering, causing great damage to his bones. Fortunately, it was only one percent of his dragon aura, so Wilbur was barely able to endure it. After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wilbur continued to control the dragon aura and infused it into his bones. After a whole day, Wilbur finally infused one percent of the dragon aura into all the bones in his body, letting it circulate in his bones. However, the dragon aura was too overpowering, and his bones were severely injured. Therefore, within the first seven days, Wilbur's body became increasingly fragile. At
Tracius shook his head and said, "No, I am a cultivator. Worldly wealth doesn't mean much to me. As you know, people like us can receive good treatment wherever we go. Besides, my goal is to become stronger through practice, not to try to obtain money and benefits." "Aren't you tempted?" "I used to be, but I later realized that money cannot truly solve problems. Only strength can." Soon, Wilbur saw the cargo ship in the distance, with Molton and Haron waving to him from the deck. Molton shouted loudly, "Mister Penn, over here!" At this moment, Wilbur saw a speedboat speeding past the ship, heading towards the cargo ship where Molton and Haron were. With just a glance, Wilbur saw a familiar figure on the speedboat. Kearson! He had finally come. Soon, the speedboat approached the cargo ship, and two bodyguards threw out ropes to climb onto the cargo ship, while Kearson leaped onto the ship. Wilbur and Tracius glanced at each other, then both of them jumped onto the cargo