Looking at the profiteer's expression, the Peace Envoy smiled faintly and swept his hand. "Here are a million gallons."
"If you can prepare an amount equivalent to one Black Dragon, we're willing to pay a billion-no, ten billion gallons of energy."
Demon Emperor Daochen frowned slightly. An entire Black Dragon's worth? Would those Golden Squid be willing to give up so much?
After all, one Black Dragon was equivalent to at least ten or even twenty Golden Squid. Those Black Dragons were simply far too enormous.
Seeing the Demon Emperor's expression, the Peace Envoy immediately felt uneasy. Could even ten billion gallons fail to satisfy his appetite?
But then he recalled his master's excitement, his feverish tone, and the power of laws that was about to advance.
His master had told him plainly, "If I eat just one more Black Dragon's worth, I'll definitely break free of the laws' shackles and successfully advance."
At that thought, the Peace Envoy gritted his teeth. "A hundred billion gallons. As you know, even if this energy isn't worth much, collecting a hundred billion gallons would already require my master to act personally."
"Of course, if you can guarantee new dishes every day, in sufficient quantities, we're willing to pay the same price."
"If the flavor is exceptional, we can pay even more."
Demon Emperor Daochen immediately smiled. This Peace Envoy knew nothing about doing business. His earlier hesitation had merely been out of fear that the Golden Squid Clan would refuse.
Now, however, they would have to agree, whether they wanted to or not.
A chill surfaced on Demon Emperor Daochen's face. If they refused, he would beat them until they agreed. It wasn't as though they were giving up their lives, just a few limbs. That hardly counted as damaging their sinews