Chapter 839 saw eight patriarchs of the League

and looked at them. When they came, they were unprepared. They thought it was what conditions Li Tianze wanted. They looked at the situation and said no, but they did not expect Li Tianze to ask them directly what chips they had.

"Ten million souls, what do you think?" A patriarch asked tentatively.

"Ha-ha-ha-!"

Li Tianze, Chen Qinglian and Zishu all burst into laughter and laughed embarrassingly at the eight chiefs, standing there at a loss.

"Are you kidding? The lives of eight of you, the huge industry of eight big families, tens of thousands of people up and down, if only...