Han Feng's breath hitched.
'A high price isn't scary. What's scary is not even having a way to get it.'
'As long as there's a sliver of hope, I have to seize it.'
'Last night's gluttonous feast, that dance on the edge of madness, made one thing crystal clear. The Spirit Bodies others saw as nightmares were my fastest path to the top.'
'If I can just solve the side effects of this 'indigestion,' my power will skyrocket!'
"I understand."
Han Feng's gaze turned resolute. It was the look of a starving wolf that had just spotted a butcher shop.
"I have to get my hands on it!"
"That's the spirit. Good."
Zhang Hao saw the fire in Han Feng's eyes reignite and nodded in approval.
He then clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention.
"Alright, everyone's had enough rest. Let's go over the plan."
Zhang Hao's voice wasn't loud, yet it instantly silenced the cave.
"During the day, we have only one objective: money!"
