"Peng, are you there?"
In the forum's friend system, Fang Yu found Cheng Peng and asked.
After a moment, Cheng Peng's avatar lit up: "What's up, brother? I suddenly had something come up two days ago, how about you?"
"Hunters? They came to me, and I killed them."
Fang Yu said nonchalantly, then continued:
"Peng, a friend of mine specializing in goods got some stuff, are you buying?"
"What kind of stuff? If suitable, I'll take it."
Cheng Peng, at the moment, was navigating a dark, gloomy sea, surrounded by wild winds, flashing lightning, and rumbling thunder.
Hearing that Fang Yu had killed the hunters who came after him, he was slightly shocked, instantly paying more respect to this acquaintance he'd met by chance.
Even someone like him, the heir to a conglomerate, faced competition.
The future influence and how much he could inherit depended on his own development.
