A look of regret appeared on Wang Qiyun's face: "This is not a small price."

Regret is regret, and business is business, so he naturally will not persuade Lin Chao to die.

"How much silver?"

"The headquarters location of Sansefang is not a big secret among the major forces.

However, even so, if you want to buy this news, you will need 50,000 taels of silver."

Wang Qiyun opened his mouth slowly and stretched out five fingers.

"No problem." Lin Chao did not frown.

He took out a large stack of silver notes and drew five of them.

"Is it enough?"

Wang Qiyun's mouth was about to stuff a goose egg.

So many silver notes?

There are only 50,000 taels of five pieces, and there is a large stack on them. Is this probably at least hundreds of thousands or even one million taels of silver?

Even when Wang Qiyun saw a lot of money, he swallowed his throat when he saw the money on Lin Chao.
Chapter completed!