“A million celestial gems?” Malgor froze, clearly stunned.

After a moment, nodded eagerly. “Deal… I’ll contact my allies right away. We’ll crush Caxton Continent!”

“Mr. Haverford, please rest here for a bit. I’ll go find someone,” Malgor said.

“Go…” Braxton replied dismissively with a wave.

After Malgor left, Thorley turned to Braxton. “Father, do we even have a million celestial gems?”

Even if they did, the Eighth Hall wouldn’t have had to loot resources from level one.

“It’s a lie, of course. Otherwise, why would these scum work themselves to death for us?” Braxton chuckled coldly.