"The soldiers tasked with delivering the Heavenly Stone convoy expressed their dejection.
"How else can we handle this? We have no choice but to abandon them. They're clearly Heavenly Stones, so how did they turn into Waste Stone?"
General Zhou sighed deeply as he faced the injured soldiers and the damaged vehicles.
He knew that even if he returned to the Yong Country to send another batch of Heavenly Stones, the Underworld Market would certainly drive down the price again, and no one could guarantee that they wouldn't also reject the new stones as Waste Stone.
General Zhou, a man standing tall at nearly seven feet, was now helpless, calling to the heavens and earth without any response, unsure of what to do, when someone beside him suddenly spoke up.
"General Zhou."
A burly man, looking every bit the part of a mercenary, had just arrived at the city gate and hurriedly came over to greet General Zhou when he saw him.
