The piles of various top-grade raw jadeite stones, looking like small mountains, meant he would no longer have to worry about the source of goods for the Jiangbei jade base he ran with Xu Wei, at least for quite some time.
Then there were the stacks of glowing green cash in M-gold, which, by a preliminary estimate, amounted to at least one or two hundred million.
Having lost the nourishment of the medicine slaves, the Seven-Color Heaven-Swallowing Jar appeared somewhat listless at the moment.
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