A Guest at the Rakshasa Islands

"What? Doubled?"

At the Rakshasa Islands, Yun Junyou stared at the Rakshasa Race envoy before him in disbelief.

They had finally adapted to their current circumstances, and the spirit ore they handed over each month could at last satisfy the Rakshasa Race's demands.

But now, they actually wanted to double it?

The Rakshasa Race envoy's expression remained calm. He merely cast Yun Junyou a light glance and said, "What? You can't accept it?"

"No, it's just that we've already..."

Yun Junyou naturally couldn't accept it.

He had finally gained a little time to begin cultivating. Now that the Rakshasa Race had doubled the amount of Demon Qi, didn't that mean he would have to return to those days of working beneath the mines without sleep or rest?

He could endure it, but what about the other people of Great Wei?

During that previous period alone, who knew how many people had died in accidents or from the grinding labor just to complete these tasks?

But before he could finish his rebuttal, someone pulled him back.

Prime Minister Zhang smiled broadly as he drew Yun Junyou aside, then respectfully said to the Rakshasa Race envoy, "We understand what the envoy has said."

"When Great Wei was down on its luck, the Rakshasa Race provided us with a place to recuperate and rebuild our strength. Such immense kindness must naturally be repaid."

"Doubling our spirit ore quota is no problem. We will resolutely complete the task. Please rest assured, Rakshasa Race."

At those words, the Rakshasa Race envoy's expression eased somewhat.

"Good." He nodded and turned to leave.

But at that moment, Prime Minister Zhang hurried over and discreetly placed several Spirit Nurturing Pearls into his hand.

"Honored envoy, allow me to see you out."

Although he said nothing more, after weighing