บท 429: 430

Mei Changqing's heart was ablaze with anger, originally hoping for a great start, yet he did not expect such a debacle to occur.

Those under his command were truly incompetent, unable to handle even such a trivial matter.

"City Lord, our supply of Huazi can't meet the demand!"

A cultivator came running in a panicked hurry to report.

"How is that possible? There are at least a hundred thousand Huazi in this city; how could they all sell out in one morning?"

Wang Guan asked with a frown from the side.

"Because the cultivators from the first and second battlefields have all come over, and each person is calculating their purchase of Huazi by the hundreds of packets, so before even half the morning has passed, our inventory is practically cleared out."

The cultivator explained.