Chapter 70: A Trade? Unexpected Circumstances!

From Zhong Weiguo, Qin Feng gradually came to understand the true value of sable fur during the seventies and eighties.

It differed somewhat from what Qin Feng had anticipated; the value of this item within the country was actually not particularly high.

Due to the social climate at the time, such luxurious furs had not yet become widely popular on a massive scale.

However, if taken to other places—such as the territories of the old Russians—it would fetch an astronomical price.

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They only knew that the opponent had deployed two devastating strikes, cooperating with eleven late-stage King-tier experts, to directly shatter the Void Great Wall.

Seeing Qi Yuan deliberately keeping him in suspense, Yang Zhenghe grinned in exasperation, feeling a strong impulse to give him a good beating.

In fact, there was one matter that Xue Chen and Shanhui had never revealed: the Fire Bear tribe sold females as commodities to the Ice Sea Shark clan in exchange for sea fish.

A special latrine built using a "Latrine Manufacturing Scroll" could directly decompose feces and prevent any unpleasant odors.

Along the way, following the instructions of the guild president, Ma Xingbo delivered a bank card containing fifty thousand to Ye Feng.

The burly man behind him was twice his width, but judging by the fact that his insectoid form was likely the largest, toughest, and his age the most advanced, hence... that form of address?

At this thought, Qin Zheng's mind stirred, and a wisp of his consciousness entered his spiritual sea, gazing at the Merit Scroll.

His phrase "unconditional combat support" referred to upholding the fairness of the matches, specifically the fairness of one-on-one challenges.

The White Pearl Beach had been destroyed and remained flooded, with no merchants daring to venture there for the time being. Kottal's tens of thousands of orcs did not even have a place for safe trade; everyone needed to buy and sell, requiring a zone where safe transactions could take place.

Yet those present could clearly witness everything happening within the white mist through the images transmitted back by Zhao Gou and the others.

Without a doubt, Old Master Zheng's disappearance dealt a heavy blow to everyone in the Zheng family, even including this estranged, nominal wife.

No one could endure such a beating; before long, I was knocked down. I wasn't afraid of the beatings, but I was terrified of their filthy hands touching Su Meng. Therefore, despite the circumstances, I still pinned Su Meng tightly beneath me, not letting them touch her.

The door to another room was pushed open, and a strange, bitter scent drifted out. Snape, dressed entirely in black, strode out. After nodding in acknowledgment to Fang Bai, he left immediately, leaving behind only the swirling silhouette of his black robes.

At that moment, a roar thundered across the sky once more. The stone tablet that had appeared a short while ago manifested again, causing everyone in the Blood Domain to instantly halt their actions and look up at the sky.

As for the others standing closer to the edges, their bodies crashed directly onto the hard stones, howling in pain.

Sighs and murmurs rose from the audience below. Many people looked at Wen Jiaren with intensely burning gazes, while the expression on Ye Jiaren's face could no longer be described as merely "poor." Her popularity was plummeting straight down—how could she not be furious?

Beyond the partition, Su Zhou touched the corner of his mouth, discovering that his lip line was slightly upturned... While dividing his attention, watching the match with both eyes while feeling a whirlwind of emotions inside, he reflected that over the years, the uncle in this world was gradually regaining the demeanor he had in his past life.

How could I fail to recognize Rat's voice? Hearing that familiar voice, I instantly felt a sourness rise in my nose and my eye sockets fill with tears, but I held them back. In front of Rat, I didn't want him to see my tears.

At such a close distance, Hou Ziyin could not help but slightly raise her hand, wanting to touch the handsome face of the divine doctor who was right before her eyes.

Back in the day, that fellow Tang Dajun had pursued Lan Fei the exact same way—dead set on saving face while stingy with his efforts. It seemed he hadn't changed much and was still just as calculating.

Under the watchful eyes of countless viewers, Ouyang Hedong scored 84 points and won. The prominent big shot Wang Yicong tossed down a ten-thousand-yuan tip before vanishing in melancholy. Then, an unexpected tidal wave of frantic fan tips surged forth from the audience. The total amount tipped likely exceeded Wang Yicong's sum by more than tenfold.