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There definitely won't be any cultivation technique following.
And as for immortal cultivation... it's nothing but a tall tale."
The man in the short jacket stole a glance at the boss, and seeing him deep in thought, did not dare to say more.
The man in the black jacket tapped his fingers on the tabletop, seemingly lost in contemplation.
"All his identification is with me. If he dares to deceive me... we can just go to Qin Yuan Nation and capture him," the man in the black jacket said with a confident expression.
His identity was not ordinary; he was an arms dealer.
His work involved risking his life, so he wasn't afraid of being deceived.
And besides... it's just a hundred thousand.
"Transferred."
Without any hesitation, he transferred another hundred thousand.
After the transfer, he looked at the man in the short jacket, who immediately understood the boss's intent and hastily moved a sniper rifle onto the table.