Cheng Mu thought that the best way was to recover Lei Dun and Mr. Zhang from their injuries so that they could face each other in the Northland again.

If the Flame Army is dragged here again, the emperor will have even more concerns.

"What? You healed me?"

After hearing this, Lei Dun's face was full of disbelief.

He didn't believe that Cheng Mu was so good. He was shouting to kill him just now, but now he was going to heal himself?

"Yes," Cheng Mu nodded: "As long as you pay the starting price!"

As long as you have money, everything is easy.

Now Tianqi Town is short of money.

When he returns, he can immediately upgrade it to a third-level town and recruit the two thousand Qingyang City guards.

The cost of transferring two thousand soldiers is a lot of money.

Now that the country is in turmoil, although Kunming Silverbait’s income is high, it cannot support the expenses of Tianqi Town!

The people in the town have to buy most of their food, clothing, housing and transportation.

"money?"

Lei Shield was confused.

At the level of Zhenguo, he is already in a high position and gets what he wants.

So he no longer has much concept about money.

However, Lei Dun still nodded and said: "How much do you want?"

Although he himself has no money, the Sand Clan under his command do!

"One million gold!"

As soon as Cheng Mu opened his mouth, it was worth millions of gold.

"One million gold? Can it be less?"

Leidun hesitated for a moment.

The currency circulated by their Sand tribe is specially made of iron wood, and gold is actually not popular in the North.

"Do you think you, the leader of the country, are not worth a million gold?"

Cheng Mu asked.

"Then...can I use other items to deduct it?"

Millions of gold?

Lei Dun feels that he is more precious than tens of millions or even tens of millions of gold.

So he agreed with Cheng Mu's words.
Chapter completed!