Chen Mo found the logistics department of the West City Special Affairs Administration. After packing everything up, he filled out the recipient information and paid a fee of one million.
A single delivery cost over a million.
That was mainly because the package would go through the Special Affairs Administration's channels, and even the delivery personnel were low-ranking Martial Artists from the Special Affairs Administration. It was all to ensure the mail's safety.
But if they wanted Martial Artists to deliver mail, they could forget it without at least a million or so. Once someone became a Martial Artist, making money really was that extravagant.
Chen Mo did not care about that price. He might not have much of anything else, but he truly was not short on money.
He paid and left.
However, Li Jishen stopped him at the entrance, leaving him no choice but to chat with him for a while.
Li Jishen pulled Chen Mo aside and grumbled at him somewhat resentfully.
It turned out that after Ning Yongzhi took those Pills and powdered medicine from Chen Mo, he immediately called Li Jishen and started showing off.
Li Jishen had been green with envy as well. So many Pills and so much powdered medicine—it made his eyes burn with jealousy. Faced with Ning Yongzhi's smug expression, he could only hang up helplessly.
After all, Chen Mo was a Shangshi honorary elder, not one from West City.
It was also because Ning Yongzhi had moved quickly, pulling Chen Mo into Shangshi when he had still been insignificant. He really was lucky.
So when he saw Chen Mo today, naturally he wanted to complain a little and see whether Chen Mo might soften up. Perhaps he could get some Pills or make him agree to something.
Chen Mo could