Of course, there was no hot pot in the tavern, and Wu Yu had not really come to eat hot pot.
The moment he sat down in the tavern, he said solemnly, "I have 34 Captain-Level Soldiers, 42 elite-level soldiers, and 12 children. They're all human wild monsters I recruited in the wilderness over the past six months. Originally, I planned to send them to another village over a thousand kilometers away. Its village chief is Li Congrong. He's been operating in this world for fifteen years, and his village has developed into a small town. He's one of my old customers."
"So, to be frank, if I sent these soldier wild monsters to him, I could exchange them for at least 20 White Fragments of Hope. If the weapons you provided this time hadn't been so good, I wouldn't have given you a single person."
"I'll name my price. Let's not beat around the bush. Everyone's time is precious."
"Two hundred Imprisonment Spears, twenty longblades of this quality, and I also want to know how to make Imprisonment Spears. If you agree, I'll keep only my thirty-nine core subordinates and give you everyone else. And if there's anything else you want to know, I'll tell you everything I know."
Hearing Wu Yu's new price, Zhang Yang smiled faintly. This was no longer a bargain-basement price—it was a muddled price. Just now, this fellow had excitedly claimed that Duan Kuan's Evil-Slaying Longblade was worth two Fragments of Hope, yet in the blink of an eye, he had changed his tune.
After thinking it over, Zhang Yang did not argue with Wu Yu over the contradiction. There was no point.
"Making Imprisonment Spears is very simple. As long as you know the Imprisonment Spell, you only need to carve a wooden