The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1810

Killing Intent

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Seeing Nan Xiaonan looking as pitiful and aggrieved as a beggar whose food had been snatched away, Boss Luo could not help laughing. However, he did not accept the two Stone Tablet Fragments.

"Mr. Luo, you...?"

"Miss Nan, since you found fragments too, why don't we cooperate and search for them together?"

"Co... cooperate?"

"Exactly." Boss Luo nodded. "Besides, I only have one fragment, while you have two. Logically speaking, if anyone should give something, it should be me, the one with fewer, giving to you, the one with more. That seems to be the principle of the strong devouring the weak."

Oh... so that was how he understood "the strong devouring the weak"?

She subconsciously glanced at the fragment in Boss Luo's hand. At this moment, it almost seemed that if she simply asked, he would give it to her... But was it really that easy to open her mouth?

This was not as simple as casually spreading her legs!

Or perhaps Mr. Luo simply did not care for these things... The Witch from the Sub-world's academy was thinking rapidly. The years she had spent roaming the void were equal to the years she had been single. She had seen no shortage of fierce experts in the Dimensional Gap, but those who could press the Sub-world Will against the floor and rub it were few and far between.

Moreover, even if she encountered one, at her level, she could not become friends with such an expert. Experts of that level all had terrifying schemes in motion. They were either facing an entire sub-world or a large group of Void Experts... Someone like her, at her peak, could at most barely reach the bottom of the first-rate Immortal realm. The distance between her and the highest level was as vast

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