A hundred thousand top-grade Immortal Stones.
Let alone Cruz Mullins, the head of the Mullins Family, there's no way he can take that out.
Even if you add up the entire Mullins Family, they still couldn't pull out that many top-grade Immortal Stones in one go.
Unless they sold off some of their money-making industries.
But is that even possible?
"If I'm not willing… Family Head Mullins, what will you do?"
Hearing Cruz Mullins' words, and seeing the threat in his eyes, Wyatt Barnes narrowed his eyes to slits, smiled faintly, and asked.
Right now, Wyatt was smiling, but that smile, falling into Cruz Mullins' eyes, still made him feel a chill in his heart, and at the same time made him even more certain:
This purple-clad young man is not simple!
"Sir, three thousand top-grade Immortal Stones… three thousand top-grade Immortal Stones is already all the top-grade Immortal Stones I can bring out! Any more, and I really have no way."
