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"Eighty percent is eight hundred, don't you think?"

Zhu Hongzhao threw the decree into the charcoal brazier.

"Puff …" Lee Moxuan spat and turned to Zhu Hongzhao with his eyes wide open. He asked hesitantly, "How much?"

"Eight hundred, this is gouging the heart of this duke. "Lord Lee, what do you think?"

Wiping his mouth, Lee Moxuan blinked his eyes as if he was thinking about something