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... ew, only a little over thirty types, but each one was priceless.
"The ingredients you’re asking for are far too precious, and you want a hundred portions of each. You might as well take my life instead."
Ning Xuan pondered for a moment. "Eighty portions! Give me eighty portions of each kind!"
"I really don’t have that many! Fifty at most!"
"Fine, deal!"
A sly, foxlike smile crept onto Ning Xuan’s face.
The King of Dong Cang’s face turned green.
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