Cao Xing took stock once more.
From these fifty-four bags, he had obtained a total of 3,124 bottles of potions.
Over eight hundred of them were Epic Tier potions, while the rest were gold-quality potions.
Of course, not all of them were buffing secret potions.
There were also many magical potions capable of harming enemies, such as Shadowbind Toxin, Explosive Acid Flasks, and so on.
If all these secret potions were put into the potion shop,
An'an looked at him worriedly from behind. She said nothing, gently biting her lip, her thoughts clearly heavy.
Mo Chen watched them get into the car and wave goodbye to one another. Only then did Meng Xinyao lean against the car window and stare at Mo Chen with a complicated look in her eyes.
Because Father Qian had only recently had a child, he had developed a sense of compassion. He truly no longer wished to continue such a heartless task.
Whenever Jin Shengzhe thought of this, he became impatient to take practical action and stop the Investigation Department before it succeeded.
The Terror Claw Dragon's head was very close to Jin Shengzhe. Its two yellow-green eyes watched him strangely. The Terror Claw Dragon suddenly opened its long jaws, revealing curved, sharp teeth, and let out a shrill, monstrous cry from its throat. Jin Shengzhe caught the stench of rot and felt a wave of nausea.
Dadun was different from his servants and Yigen. He often took the form of people from other races and ventured into their planes. They were fairly experienced in dealing with members of these demon-hunting groups.
Chen Peng's gaze suddenly grew extremely fervent, especially when one hundred million in money was mentioned.
"Th-this is fucking empty—" Yu Yan could not help cursing as he stared dumbfoundedly at the pile