Surrounding Mingdu (Eight)

Huo Yuhao was not moved by this kind of speech. Instead, he wore an utterly speechless expression.

"May I take this to mean that you want to incite the entire South District to rebel?"

"Staff member, if you're here to discuss a business deal, I don't mind talking with you. But rebellion is a grave crime punishable by the extermination of the Nine Generations of Kin."

"How many heads do you think I have? Do you think the nobles and commoners of the South District can withstand the slaughter you're talking about?"

With those words, Huo Yuhao was telling him: Stop dreaming. No one is willing to do something this foolish, something that risks their life.

The staff member was not in a hurry. Pretending not to have heard him, he continued trying to fill Huo Yuhao's head with his ideas.

"Do you really not want to become a strong person? Don't you really want to try wielding the power to control the rules?"

Huo Yuhao was speechless again. For the first time in his life, he felt that his temper was this good. If Jiang Yuheng had been here instead, he definitely would have slapped the man across the face.

After calming himself for a moment, he said in an extremely cold tone, "This is the last time I'll say it. I don't want to."

"If you're here to discuss business, then hurry up and tell me your plan. If not, get out!"

Seeing that Huo Yuhao had truly lost his temper, the staff member calmly stopped pressing him. He then brought out the business documents he had prepared long ago.

"They record the quantities we need, as well as the reasonable prices."

"Of course, the more food and water we can get, the better. As long as you