C713 Heading to the Death Island.

Yao Yuxiang lightly shook her husband's arm, and Wu Peiyang shook his head helplessly.

"Go, go. It's easy to do business. You can set the price however you want."

"Here, four Thorium ingots!"

"Thank you for your patronage."

The goblin ticket seller kept the metal ingots and smiled at Wu Peiyang with his big mouth wide open.

"Finally, we can go back. I wonder how Zelin is doing now