บท 305: Pulling the Rug from under His Feet

The practice sword was sent to deity-grade box number four, where a transaction involving hundreds of millions of yuan stones was happening.

Compared to Murong Yuan's squandering, Jiang Chen realized the commission of several million that the Sacred Institute had granted him was nothing at all.

It was a big fortune for someone from the Fire Field like him, but in certain circles of rich families, it was just a normal allowance for children.

The five spiritual herbs necessary for the antidote of Death Warrant Flower are easy for the Gaos to get.

Jiang Chen clenched his fists at the thought. If he could have ruled out the possibility that the Gaos might not know how to refine the antidote, the anger at the sheer unfairness of it would have shown on his face.

And yet the Hero Palace is examining each of my expenses. Alas…