Wu Jian smiled bitterly and said nothing.

Lin Fan looked at Phoenix Master again and said, "I wonder how much profit my father-in-law made from this?"

Phoenix Master said slowly: "Less than two billion."

Lin Fan's heart suddenly tightened!

Sure enough, ginger is still spicy.

He swallowed such a large piece of cake without saying a word.

Two billion.

This is an astronomical figure for everyone. Even an ordinary emperor would not take it out lightly. It will definitely break his muscles and bones.

Looking at Le Yao: "Housekeeper, how many treasures do we have on us? I'm afraid I'm going to make a fortune today."

Le Yao glared at Lin Fan fiercely.

Obviously, the title housekeeper is really speechless.

But in the end, he told Lin Fan honestly and estimated their worth.

Even if Lin Fan is the Lord of the Lower Realm, his net worth is only 1.5 billion, and this is the estimated price including the mother gold.

"That's enough!" Lin Fan's eyes shone brightly.

He is not prepared to suppress the level of Saint.

Just because he is not optimistic about the world of gods and humans, the level of saints.

If he doesn't come out and Lin Long doesn't show up, the world of heaven and humans will definitely lose.
Chapter completed!