Profits and Losses

Cui Tike obtained the deed and pondered it for a long time before finally confirming that it was real.

The Peddler really had paid him.

He wanted to return the deed to the Peddler. "I don't want this territory. I only want one person." The Peddler snorted. "What kind of thing is that to say? I'm not a human trafficker!"

Cui Tike hurriedly explained, "You misunderstood me. A friend of mine lost his life, and I want to bring his life back." The more anxious he became, the worse Cui Tike was at expressing himself.

The Peddler understood nonetheless. "You want to bring someone back from the dead? That's going to be difficult." Cui Tike held out the deed. "Take this. I'm willing to pay an even greater price."

The Peddler shook his head. "I have a way, but it isn't the resurrection you want. You'll have to find the method you want yourself." "There's no time," Cui Tike shook his head. "He may already have..."

"As long as you can find a way, there will definitely be time," the Peddler looked at Cui Tike. "That flower can't be kept growing in your clothes forever. Wildflowers from the mountains need to be taken out often to get some air."

Cui Tike took the tin can from his breast. It seemed to be some kind of hint. Li Banfeng nodded at Cui Tike. It truly was a hint.

Cui Tike had not yet understood what Li Banfeng meant when the Peddler said, "There's something urgent to do right now. The people of Virtue Praise Cliff haven't all died yet, though they soon will. I gave you a Proper Land. If you turn it into Old Land, I absolutely will not spare you."

This was rather difficult to handle.

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