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Li Banfeng laughed in anger, the kind of laugh that scraped the throat on its way out.
"Old Pan," he said, "if I hand over the formula today, can you promise that you'll actually put an end to this mosquito plague?"
Pan Dehai let out a long sigh. "How this prescription should be used, and where it should be used are matters that require careful, long-term consideration."
"No!" Li Banfeng snapped. He knew it. He had known it all along. This old fox was still plotting something. "There's no time for dragging things out. Find the ingredients, prepare the insecticide, kill the mosquitos. As fast as it can possibly be done."
Currently, the First Ridge is in chaos right now. Disputes everywhere. Mobilizing ingredients will be… inconvenient. We must wait until the turmoil dies down before we can talk about this again."
The First Ridge was the transportation hub of the Ridges of Bottomless Stomachs. Under normal circumstances, any transfer of ingredients had to pass through it. That much made sense. However, Pan Dehai was no ordinary man. He had special methods. So why was he not using them?
"Why not allocate the ingredients for the insecticide in the new lands?" Li Banfeng asked. "Each region has its own land deity. They should be able to help you."
Pan Dehai shook his head at once. "This is an internal matter of the Ridges of Bottomless Stomachs. We should not trouble outsiders."
What kind of nonsense is that? Li Banfeng thought and said, "Didn't you just talk about standing united against a common enemy? Didn't you even suggest diverting the mosquito plague somewhere else before? And now you're suddenly unwilling to trouble anyone?"
Pan Dehai still shook his...
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