After the man left, the woman in the green dress came to the hall with tired eyes.

I hate working overtime, especially when working late into the night, the woman in the green skirt whispered in her heart as she walked into the hall.

Ophelie sat on the main seat, sipping red wine, and said, "What do you think of them?"

"It's mysterious," the woman in the green dress considered her words, "what if they don't have more resources?"

"It's unlikely." Ophelie was still expressionless, without any emotion from the conversation just now, "Without more resources, they don't need to cooperate with us, and they don't have the confidence to ask for 60% of the profit."

Thinking of the last sentence the other party said before leaving, even Ophelia's mentality fluctuated a bit——

"By the way, I still want 60% of the profit."

In Spurzy, except for two people who dared to talk to her like that, it was really new.

However, Ophelia admired the way the other party directly threw out the Rank 3 war potion formula to seek cooperation.

Once she chooses to use the formula, the possibility of this cooperation being negotiated is as high as 80%!

She put so much thought into preventing her dear brother from getting the formula, giving up when she said she would give up, and pushing the other party to him, which was not a rational approach.

Who can blame this?

No wonder, her current situation is forcing her to keep moving forward. If she can't win over enough extraordinary power, she has almost lost the ability to compete with him.

Ophelia is not afraid of giving up profits, nor does she mind giving them benefits. The essence of profits is value, and it can bring benefits to herself, so let it go!

If the other party has no requirements, Ophelia is not willing to cooperate with the other party at all.

The woman in the green dress thought for a while and asked, "Since we have already met each other, can this potion be spread out on a large scale?"

"No, the production can be increased, but it is limited to 30 per season." Ophelia said coldly, "The origin of the other party is unclear. Who knows if today's meeting is a trap, and it is the priority to remain vigilant."

The woman in the green dress nodded and replied, "Yes."

This is the reason why she is still willing to offer her loyalty even though she is a little afraid of Ophelia.

She was always calm, foresight, vigilant, and a comforting sense of security under icy rule.

It's nice to be a 'dumb' subordinate, ha.

Ophelie added, "The 'auction' they said, you and I will participate in that time."

The woman in the green skirt responded and asked, "What do you want to prepare?"

"Just bring Kinnar."

Ophelia wanted to see the true energy of the other party through this auction, provided that the choice made by the other party tonight satisfied her.

Sunderland left Ophelia's manor at a steady pace. The drizzle washed away the summer heat and took care of his happy mood to successfully complete the plan.

But this mood didn't last long.

Ophelia's manor is an independent large-scale manor, including a large area outside the manor, and even the straight road he walks is part of it.

Sunderland stopped when two figures came out from both sides of the street.

A young man in a deacon uniform, a tall man in armor and carrying a sword.

"This gentleman, good evening." The young man spread his hands and said with a smile, "My master wants to invite you to be a guest at the mansion, is it convenient?"

Sunderland chuckled and said, "A guy who doesn't understand manners is not qualified to let me be a guest."

The young man didn't get angry, just smiled and said, "Then I'll be a little rude, don't mind."

"It's fine."

The tall man who said nothing took a step forward, and the sword was pulled out of the scabbard, with a great momentum.

Well, I am afraid that he is a rank 3 Beyonder, Sunderland made a judgment in his heart, at least when he was promoted to rank 2 before, he did not have such a momentum.

Step on the ground, step, raise the knife, hack down!

The armored man's movements were done in one go, but Sunderland looked at him quietly, and didn't move!

Hesitation flashed in the eyes of the man in armor who was about to catch alive, and the blade that was slashing was hesitant.

"Hey."

Sunderland moved, and the nails of his right hand, which were hidden in the wide sleeve of the crane's cloak, suddenly turned black and sharp. This was a 'deadly fang'!

The man's vision easily captured the right arm that was thrown over like a polar shadow, and the blade turned towards the right arm instantly - it can't kill you, but it can take your arm!

The rain was still falling, but inadvertently, the rain threads on the top of the head changed color slightly.

That is the most beautiful red in the world!

'Soft Body Transformation'!

Sunderland's heart was extremely excited, and his right arm bypassed the blade as if he had no bones, and only threw himself at the opponent's neck.

The man raised his left hand immediately, and he was extremely confident that he could accurately grasp the opponent's arm.

However, he was horrified to find that his body became heavy, and the speed of raising his left hand was much slower than expected!

"laugh!"

Deadly fangs slid down his neck, and Sunderland pulled away immediately.

While lightly flicking the blood from his fingertips, he sneered, "A Beyonder who doesn't dare to kill is a waste."

The man touched his **** neck, and his eyes became cold.

Although the young man smiled, he was very dissatisfied with the performance of the armored man.

The man raised the blade, but the blood suddenly turned black.

The black mamba snake venom swept through the body's circulatory system, the man's eyes widened like goldfish, and after the black line covered his body, his heavy body fell to the ground twisted.

On his armor, a few strands of bright red blood were being washed away by the rain.

The young man stopped smiling, and coldly spit out the word "poison."

Sunderland suddenly said, "You looked so pretty when you smiled just now."

The young man faced Chen Rutie, his heart beating like a drum, and he turned a deaf ear to the opponent's provocation.

In principle, tonight is a polite invitation to the other party to be a guest at the house, after all, it may cause Ophelia to take action.

But after secretly confirming that the other party is a rank 1 Extraordinary, the young man thinks that there is no problem with using force. The man in the armor he wears is a rank 3 Extraordinary. He will be subdued and taken away in an instant, and will never disturb the Extraordinary in the manor. Think this rank 1 Extraordinary has the ability to kill him?

A little misguided.

The young man was not an Extraordinary, so he was a little afraid to move at this moment. He tried his best to organize the language in his mind, thinking of ways to survive.

If the opponent dares to kill a rank 3 Beyonder, he must dare to kill him!

However ~lightnovelpub.net~ just when he wanted to speak, the other party's words came

"If you don't laugh, die."

This was probably the last sentence the young man heard.

The green skirt woman's eyes were even more tired, and she stepped into the hall again.

Ophelie faced the glass window, as if admiring the rain.

The woman in the green skirt hesitated, then reported in a low voice, "All the other people are dead, including a rank 3 Beyonder."

Ophelia nodded expressionlessly and asked coldly, "Who moved first?"

The woman in the green skirt replied immediately, "It's the person over there."

"Interesting." Ophelia's eyes flashed for a moment, and after a few seconds, she suddenly realized.

"I didn't expect it to be done."

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