Yuan Chenfeng was counting his gains over this period.
The words he had voiced earlier were indeed not empty; given the current earnings, in little over a month he truly could save up for a significant amount of Meat Field.
Although most were from the Second to Third Realm, there were only a handful of those from the Third Realm.
But that was enough.
As long as he spent more money hiring a few experienced hands in breeding, and set up breeding greenhouses, the future gains would be endless, more than sufficient to sustain the entire Chenfeng Martial Arts Hall.
Thinking of this, Yuan Chenfeng felt an immense satisfaction, as if he could already see his martial arts hall overpowering its rivals and becoming the largest force in the Commandery in the next two to three years.
At that time, I will settle accounts with Lu Dingtai and that Zhao Ya.
Yuan Chenfeng thought viciously.
At that moment, someone came rushing in, flustered.
"Mas...Master, something terrible has happened!"
