Order Cancellation

Li Ziran looked at the "328" on the ring and could not help but find it laughable. The creatures of the Shadow Society before him seemed not to feel the value of knowledge at all.

No one had ever looked deeply into the fact that without him, this trade route would never have existed.

A sense of grievance seemed to rise in his heart, but the Survival Law told Li Ziran that any complaint was merely a joke in others' eyes.

He had been somewhat excited when he had first received those Shadow Points. After all, they counted as his greatest gain since joining the Shadow Society. But now, he was calm.

It seemed that everything he had done was unnecessary.

His thoughts returned, and he looked at Sandrew directly opposite him, wondering whether he would be able to secure the most valuable Tier-36 Soul Plasma.

Judging by the normal upward trend in prices, that bottle of Soul Plasma would probably cost around 1,500 Shadow Points. Li Ziran had previously seen Sandrew possess more than seven hundred. Thinking about it now, he should have surpassed that number.

Everyone gradually began exchanging for Soul Plasma. The Thumb Bottles on the table dwindled bit by bit, yet Sandrew remained motionless.

Although Li Ziran was rather displeased with Rhine Duke's reward, he was genuinely interested in something like Soul Plasma.

Last time, he had swallowed it like he was eating a ginseng fruit, without tasting anything at all. Now was the perfect chance to take out another bottle and savor its flavor properly.

He immediately claimed a bottle of Tier-10 Soul Plasma, then tucked a bottle of Tier-3 Soul Plasma into his robes, leaving himself only sixty-eight Shadow Points to maintain his identity within the Shadow Society.

The first was for himself, while