Half an hour later, Su Yu piled a full 200,000 tons of grain in the central square of the Fire Nation's imperial capital.
Beside the square, the Emperor of the Fire Nation and his ministers looked at the mountain-like pile of grain with relief written all over their faces.
Although the purchase price was indeed a little high, it was already a blessing that this batch of grain had not fallen into the rebels' hands!
"May I ask how we should address you, merchant?" At one side of the square, the Emperor of the Fire Nation amiably tried to ingratiate himself with Su Yu.
The ministers beside the Emperor also looked at Su Yu ingratiatingly.
"Just call me Kexing," Su Yu replied.
"Lord Nemesis, since you were willing to sell us this grain, you will be our friend forever!" the Emperor of the Fire Nation declared loudly, seemingly intending for everyone to hear him.
"No need for courtesy, Your Majesty," Su Yu replied calmly. "Plane Merchants like us recognize money, not people. Since you were willing to pay a higher price, this batch of grain naturally belongs to you."
At the same time, he lowered his voice. "As for the Psionic Stones and high-level Magic Beast materials you promised, shouldn't we settle that payment as well?"
The Emperor of the Fire Nation seemed to snap back to his senses and immediately nodded. "Of course, this way. I'll take you to the treasury to collect the materials you need!"
The Emperor of the Fire Nation ordered his subordinates to transport the grain to the granaries, then hurried with Su Yu toward the national treasury.
On the way to the treasury, Su Yu repeated his old trick and began promoting more goods to the Emperor of the Fire Nation.
"Your Majesty,