Chapter 1805

Mr. Shrode was left taken aback, seeing how determined the foreign businessman was. "This much is nothing for the sake of my master." Mobius flashed an eerie smile, staring at his bleeding hand without even flinching from the pain. And just as Mr. Shrode said, as Mobius held on firmly to the spiritron vein for just five minutes, his little finger started to regrow visibly. It took another two minutes before he had a functioning little finger again. Mr. Shrode was blinking as he looked on, though he soon forced a smile. "See? I wasn't lying, was I?" "No, you weren't," Mobius replied, chuckling after studying his finger and confirming the effect of the spiritron vein. "Well, how much do you want for it?" "Five hundred billion. Take it or leave it." Mr. Shrode wiped his forehead, a greedy smile showing on his lips. "The Lionhearts offered me 400 billion, but I just didn't know that they weren't going to pay. Moreover, you're not Draconian, so you should pay me more to overcome my