The City Lord fell silent after hearing that. Put that way, it really did seem reasonably priced.
If he took over the business himself and continued selling each bottle for five thousand sea shells, he could still make quite a profit...
But that assumed he sold them in the Inner City. Plenty of people in the Outer City were sick too, and those commoners couldn't afford five thousand sea shells for an antidote. If he wanted to cure every patient on the island, he would have to contribute a considerable amount of medicinal ingredients himself.
Besides, five million was no small sum...
Seeing his hesitation, Ling Chu raised her wineglass and took a sip. "If you're not interested, City Lord, we'll just keep selling the finished potions."
The corner of the City Lord's mouth twitched. Keep selling them?
Even if the price rose to ten thousand per dose, there would probably still be plenty of buyers in the Inner City. If he let them sell the potions themselves, even more of Black Reef Island's sea shells would end up in their pockets.
The City Lord finally relented. "Deal!"
Five million sea shells were soon delivered in a Spatial Bag.
Ling Chu accepted them with a beaming smile. This trip to Black Reef Island had certainly been worthwhile. Besides, as far as she knew, Black Reef Island was the only place suffering a large-scale outbreak of this plague. If she didn't sell the formula to him, she had no one else to sell it to.
They were both getting what they needed.
Lingering Wind and Fading Moon took the antidote formula she had already prepared out of her medicine chest. The City Lord turned toward a woman with long reddish-brown hair on the other side of the banquet table.
"Grace, take