The wolf cavalry froze for a moment but still lowered their weapons in unison.
Han Xing clapped his hands and said with satisfaction, "Very good, quite obedient."
At this moment, Han Xing glanced at his warehouse.
Through the nonstop production over the past few days, the number of Blood Curse Antidotes had exceeded 100,000 bottles!
A hint of joy appeared in Han Xing's eyes.
"In these days, there must be quite a few survivors around the world affected by the Blood Curse."
"100,000 bottles of the Blood Curse Antidote might be a bit too few for billions of survivors, but it should be enough to sell a batch."
Thinking of this, Han Xing prepared to return to Starfall City to sell the first batch of potions.
And just at this moment.
A series of alerts suddenly flashed before Han Xing's eyes.
"Warning! Warning!"
"Your territory defense shield is under attack, remaining defense value: 164..."
The instant he saw this alert, Han Xing quickly turned around.
