On Broad Cloud Peak, Li Chen read the reply and chuckled. "These people actually think it's their Trade City I want!"
"They must have some misunderstanding about a Grand Artisan's appetite!"
How much could the Myriad Heavens Marketplace possibly be worth? Besides, Grand Artisan Meng wanted to sell the whole package, not give it away.
Li Chen had no desire to take it over only to have to manage it himself, adding a pile of needless trouble.
"Commerce certainly has its own laws behind it, but broadly speaking, it still comes down to the weak becoming meat for the strong."
"Commerce in this world leans even more toward that fundamental truth. The great merchants' associations and powerful landed magnates all depend on resources produced by spirit peak blessed lands, and those resources, in turn, come from mighty experts."
"Viewed that way, these relations of production are still primitive and backward. Unless the situation where strength reigns supreme and people claim dominion over their own patches of land is changed at its root, these relations cannot change..."
Li Chen sank into thought.
Heavenly Pivot Dao asked, "Master, how will you respond to them?"
Li Chen put away the confidential letter. "Ignore them. We'll fight this war our way. Bring the club down first, then talk!"
As the new year arrived, all of Chess Mountain was steeped in an inexplicable atmosphere of tension.
Over the past month or so, a new round of security measures had been implemented from the top down. Foundation Establishment experts belonging to the Commercial Alliance and the Allied Front, along with Three-Star Battle Puppets boasting comparable foundation establishment combat power, had stepped up their patrols, seemingly guarding against something.
But because information was being suppressed, none of this had caused panic. What truly made even those