He lowered his head and cautiously asked, "What do you mean?"
"I want you to help me sell these armors! What do you think?" Fang Zhou pointed at the armors in front of him and said.
Upon hearing this, Rekton shook his head vigorously like a rattle drum, saying, "No, no, no, Lord Ark.
I'm not a Blood Moon Merchant; how could I sell these armors?
Moreover, I still have to manage the territory!"
"Sell one set, I'll give you five hundred Blood Moon Coins!" Fang Zhou threw out a bombshell.
"What!!" Rekton's voice turned high-pitched and sharp.
"These armors, I sell to you at a price of three thousand five hundred.
You can take them to other Undead Pioneers and sell them for four thousand, no problem.
If you can sell them at a higher price, that's your profit!
All I want is my three thousand five hundred per set!" Fang Zhou continued with his sales plan.
Clearly, this was a subcontracting model.
"This..." Rekton hesitated a bit.
