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Chapter 3624

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"Manor Head Wu Yi, what do you think of my ancestor's suggestion?" The one speaking was the Hare Lip Clan's Clan Head, Shang Yanfeng.

"This …" Wu Yi frowned and was very unwilling.

However, Shang Yanfeng's cultivation was 30,000 dimensions, while he was less than 20,000. Furthermore, Shang Yanfeng had a 50,000 dimensions ancestor behind him!

However, Wu Yi didn't dare to refuse openly. He didn't dare to look at Shang Yanfeng's eyes. Instead, he looked at Shang Yanfeng's harelip and smiled apologetically. "Senior Shang, please allow our Wu Clan to consider this matter. After all, I'm not the Clan Head, I'm only the Manor Head. My decision requires the approval of all the clan members …"

"Hmph, that's because your entire clan doesn't agree." Shang Yanfeng's expression instantly darkened. His harelip opened and closed. "It's fine if some of your clansmen don't agree, but if all of them don't agree, you'd be better off dead."

Shang Yanfeng spoke very arrogantly as though he was the Clan Head of the Extreme Martial Clan.

Wu Yi hurriedly smiled apologetically. "No, no. It's just that some of them don't agree."

Shang Yanfeng sneered. "Then bring those who don't agree over. I'll give them some ideological work."

Wu Yi had no way out and could only continue to smile apologetically. "Senior, your suggestion isn't bad. However, our Wu Clan's proportion is too low."

"Too low?" Shang Yanfeng roared and slammed the table. "You Extreme Martial Clan survivors, do you know that this sword forest was originally planted by our Hare Lip Clan? This place was originally a desert. It was the ancestor of our Harelip Tribe who planted the first sword tree seed here. Without our Harelip Tribe, how could there be a sword forest? How could there be sword embryos? How could there be a sword embryo? How could there be a lot of money?

Wu Yi smiled bitterly. "Senior Shang, how did we earn so much money? It's just a way to make a living."

Shang Yanfeng roared. "You can't take our Hare Lip Clan's things to make a living. You're stealing! Stealing from our Hare Lip Clan! "

Wu Yi clearly knew that the Hare Lip Clan was bullsh * tting. This sword tree had existed for countless years. How could it be planted by the Hare Lip Clan? Even if you planted it, I wouldn't have seen you in the early years, but now that the Extreme Martial Clan has produced it, you came looking for me eagerly.

However, there was nothing he could do about it. Who told him to be so powerful? Martial One could only swallow his anger. He thought to himself that if he suffered a loss, he would suffer a loss. He could only try to increase the shares of the Extreme Martial Clan as much as possible.

Wu Yi One said, "Senior Shang, in truth, most of our clansmen agree to cooperate with both sides. It's just that we have the technology and manpower, so at least 50% of the shares will be given …"

Before he could finish speaking, Shang Yanfeng slammed his palm on the table and roared, "How big of an investment is this for our Harelip Clan's Sword Forest? You're only giving us 50%? How did you calculate it? Also, pass on the method of making the sword embryo to us. We can also provide manpower! "

"How can we do that?" Wu Yi hurriedly waved his hand.

The reason why the Rabbitlip Race had not completely fallen out with them yet was because the technology was in the hands of the Extreme Martial Race. If the Rabbitlip Race were to learn it, they would probably send an army to the border the next day and drive away the Extreme Martial Race, allowing them to monopolize the production.

"How about this." The Harelip Race were rather lazy. The quality of the sword embryos produced by them would probably be substandard. Shang Yanfeng said, "Let me tell you clearly. My clan's ancestor wants us to invest in the sword forest. You will provide the technology and workers. 70% of the profits produced will be given to us, and you will get 30% …"

Hearing this, Wu Yi was about to vomit blood. The meaning was very clear. The Harelip Race didn't have to do anything and could take away 70% of the annual income.

"I'm afraid our clansmen …" Wu Yi could only use his clansmen as an excuse again.

However, Shang Yanfeng was also very overbearing. He lowered his head and looked at Wu Yi One fiercely. "That clansman is not convinced. Let him come and find me!"

Needless to say, if any Extreme Martial Clan member came to find him, he would definitely die.

However, during this stalemate, a voice came from the direction of the door. "I'm not convinced!"

The one who spoke wasn't Ye Kong.

It was Honorable Wu Yi.

Although he had left the Extreme Martial Clan for many years and even witnessed the destruction of the Extreme Martial Clan with his own eyes, he still had some feelings for these clansmen.

Humans weren't plants, and blood was thicker than water. He was also a clansman of the Extreme Martial Clan.

Hence, when he followed Ye Kong into the Wu Clan Manor and saw these people living and working in peace and contentment, he was still very happy.

However, when he walked into the main hall and saw how arrogant the Harelip Race was, he was instantly infuriated. Furthermore, he wasn't a good-tempered person to begin with.

Originally, Ye Kong wanted to take the lead. Now that Honorable Wu Yi had stepped forward, he was also happy to stand at the back.

There were many Harelip Race members standing in the main hall. At this moment, they turned their heads and saw many people walking in from outside. All of them looked very powerful, and none of them had a cultivation base. Their hearts couldn't help but thump.

Shang Yanfeng was also shocked. The few experts that walked in from outside actually had a higher cultivation base than him. They even faintly emitted an aura that was on par with the ancestor's level.

"There are actually quite a few 50,000 dimensional experts." Shang Yanfeng was already thinking in his heart. Wasn't the Extreme Martial Clan a pushover? Why did they have so many rich relatives? Impossible, they were probably just passing by.

When Shang Yanfeng thought of this, he immediately turned around and cupped his fists. "Greetings, seniors. I'm Shang Yanfeng from the Harelip Race. I'm here to pay my respects to everyone on behalf of our ancestor, Honorable Lu Tong."

This brat was also very quick-witted. He immediately brought out his ancestor. Acquaintances could build a relationship, but even if they weren't, he still had to give face.

As expected, Ceng Shun nodded. "Honorable Lu Tong, I know him. He's that old rabbit …"

Although Ceng Shun's words weren't very pleasant to the ears, Shang Yanfeng heaved a sigh of relief.

However, before Ceng Shun could finish speaking, he heard Honorable Zhurong laughing. "That old rabbit runs very fast. I didn't manage to blast his ass the last time. I didn't expect him to actually hide here."

Shang Yanfeng's heart instantly thumped. At this moment, Honorable Wu Yi had already walked in front of him. An aura had already enveloped his entire body, and he felt that he wouldn't be able to escape no matter what.

Even though the Harelip Race was a brave and ruthless race, Shang Yanfeng's eyes turned violent as he said sternly, "Seniors, our Harelip Race isn't that easy to bully. Our ancestor also has 50,000 dimensions …"

However, before he could finish speaking, Buqun had already grabbed the back of his head. Under this grab, Shang Yanfeng couldn't resist at all. Then, Buqun opened his mouth and spat out an oval-shaped green light spot, which directly hit Shang Yanfeng's forehead.

"Hmph, it just so happens that I need to hunt for treasures. I'm going to capture a few slaves." Buqun sneered.

Ye Kong was slightly shocked when he saw this. One must know that his slave imprint could only be made with the consent of both parties. However, Honorable Wu Yi's slave imprint could actually force the other party to make a slave imprint!

"It seems like these teammates of mine also have extraordinary hidden strength." Ye Kong nodded to himself.

On the other side, Buqun had already subdued another 10,000 dimensions Harelip Race Elder. Then, he shouted, "Bring me to find that old rabbit!"

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