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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

    

completely torn his face. Jin Fusheng frowned deeply."Here's what I propose, I give you the Du family 80% of the wharf's industries, and all those ships belong to you as well. I'll just keep two cruis...ould be even more difficult than reaching the heavens!But since things had come to this, he was powerless."Roar…………"Hu Lil Daxian let out a roar of fury, then instantly spat a bolt of spiritual energy...