Yuan Butong walked briskly towards Feng Zhushi, his eyes filled with murderous intent and excitement.
"I believe," Yuan Butong declared, "the moment you, Feng Zhushi, die at my hands, the morale of your so-called two thousand elite soldiers will collapse immediately! As for what happens after I kill you, the Great Xia Dynasty has more than just the Great Marsh Prefecture... As long as I, Yuan Butong, get my hands on over a hundred thousand portions of medicinal materials tonight, where can't I go?"
Yuan Butong was indeed somewhat excited. He had never expected it to be a full thirty carts of medicinal materials—that was hundreds of thousands of portions! Combined, he might even be able to buy two or even three plant-type Demon Pearls! In the future, with Demon Pearls in hand, no matter where he went, the Blood Saber Sect could become a first-rate power!
Nearby, Yan Yunfei also walked towards Feng Zhushi, his eyes full of hatred.
