David certainly understood what Drow meant.

It's nothing more than that the volume of this batch of goods is really a bit large, so big that it is already a little beyond their external strength.

This is because David has left all the [Sobering Elixir] and some of the better, unadulterated [Wrath Mixture] on the surface to the care of Ahmed, who is already homeless.

This is David's well-thought-out trading plan:

First, compared to the High Elves who always pursue calm and wisdom, even the psychedelic potion and energy potion are especially like the daily drink of Zhuoer, and you are still afraid of the residual side effects of your [Anger Mixture]?

Maybe if David weakens or eliminates this side effect one day, these thrill-seeking drows will still think that your [Anger Mixture] is not authentic enough!

Therefore, except for a few high-level leaders in Spider's Nest City, the demand for [Sober Elixir] is actually not large, and if the same amount is large, it will not be able to sell at a high price.

This is where market demand determines the flow of manufacturing port capacity.

Because of this, what Drow needs is [Anger Mixture], a large number of cheap [Anger Mixture].

Thanks to the dragon dung mining movement in the Old World in the early years, and the few red dragons raised by the Siat family in Spider Nest City, Drow is not short of crimson embers, and the only thing that restricts their potion production power is the damn centennial incense pollen.

There is no shortage of Crimson Ember, and there is no shortage of Centennial Incense among the High Elves, so it has evolved into a strange cycle of smuggling over the years.

Drow smuggles Crimson Ember to the surface, while the High Elves find ways to smuggle Centennial Incense or the Prepared Anger Concoction underground.

Both sides have made money, but they are still far from satisfying the hungry demand of the market.

In such a context and environment.

At this moment, David's batch of [Anger Mixture] in their hands can be regarded as a windfall.

This also increases the chance that the other party will turn his face and deny Zhuoer, and then eat them with the dragon and the goods.

After all, this is a dark region, and it is the territory of Drow, so the probability of such an unpleasant event happening is naturally much greater than that in other places.

It wasn't that David hadn't thought about whether to disperse and supply to several companies at the same time, but after asking Zolthiat, he got an unexpected but still somewhat dumbfounded answer:

"I'm afraid this will only increase the chance of unexpected disputes and even firefights.

"We, Drow, are probably a little different from all the races you know well, Master.

"When we only make a deal with a drow or even the mistress who serves behind it, the transaction may be relatively secret and safe.

"As long as there is no leakage of news in their clan, the only thing we need to watch out for is this one Zhuoer.

"But once we join the second Drow family and enter the transaction, we will probably be involved in the disputes and conspiracies from the forces behind the two Drow families.

"And if this number continues to increase, we will definitely be caught in the strife that has been going on for tens of thousands of years in the entire Spider's Nest City."

This answer shocked David, and he said in his heart that you Zhuoer is really a bully, and the chaos is worthy of the name.

With the experience of this cold knowledge, David felt that it was better to simply engage in it with a family, which was nothing more than breaking his wrists.

Problems that can be solved by hand, he really doesn't want to use his brain.

With this in mind, David directly rejected Siat's proposal to go in with the samples alone to negotiate first, but Yigao Gendar directly walked into the somewhat shabby-looking stone attic with all the goods and everyone.

It's not that he doesn't believe that the soul is in the hands of Drow, but that Ethia has been wandering in the Old World for nine years, and that she has taken her brother Cretian with her.

If David dares to guarantee the ticket and let him go in to negotiate alone, there will definitely be problems, and it will be his turn to rub his ass in person.

It's a waste of time and energy, so he doesn't have the leisure to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Sure enough, almost as soon as David stepped into the gate of the Flavia's stronghold with two Drows, Barbarians, and a Winter Wolf, the Drows, who were still bustling inside, were silenced and looked towards David's uninvited guests.

Especially when they saw that the leader was actually a red young dragon, most of the Drow who originally wanted to open their mouths but knew that they could not fight with a mouthful of dragon breath burned wisely shut their mouths.

But there was still Drow who recognized Theat:

"Yo! This isn't the runaway Shadow Dancer of the Dragon Trainer family, Christa Theat!

"I heard that you hid your cute and cute brother as a confiner? That's too selfish, isn't it?

"Otherwise, you hand over your brother and play with us all, and in this tavern, we won't call your family and your creditors, and you can see how about this proposal?"

"Hahahahaha, that's a good idea! I heard that Credian burned very well and did a good job. ”

The whole tavern was immediately plunged into a sea of laughter and joy, and even David laughed with it.

He laughed at these rumored Zhuoer, which was a little interesting, purely for fun.

Then he heard the death seeker's eyes turn and fall on the head of his master:

"I heard that you went to the old continent with a group of big-headed soldiers to escape the old continent in order to avoid debts, this red young dragon should be the son and lover of the red dragon that you hatched with your own burning ass."

Only this time, before the guy's words were completely finished, the group of people who drank and listened to the joke didn't have time to laugh out loud again.

With a blinding burst of blinding light.

There was a loud bang, and the doors of the entire tavern stronghold, all the opaque windows, and all of them flew out.

The stone wall even burst into a large hole, and puffs of green smoke came out.

In the middle of the sound, Drow, who had all the instincts to burrow under the wine table, poked his head out in embarrassment, and saw the terrible red dragon slowly coming to the bar with rough and graceful steps, and took a glass of spirits mixed with psychedelic potions from the trembling Drow bartender and drank it.

"Whew! Bah! A mouthful of saliva mixed with gastric juice sprayed on the body of the 'Drow Monk' who was still suffering from the calamity of the fire outside the cave in the wall, the fire was extinguished, and it was also corroded a little blatantly.

"Made, what a carving thing, it's fucking unpleasant."

[Fury]

"To prevent similar unpleasantness from happening again, Siat, introduce yourself."

"Yes! Master. ”

Zhuoer immediately raised his head and proudly introduced himself:

"I, Christa Theat, am the drow slave of Lord Daviyutos, the Red Dragon Master."

"It is also the owner's most loyal dog."

Face the red dragon whose nostrils erupt with two flames of anger and the Drow Shadow Dancer, who calls himself a slave and a dog.

The entire tavern fell into absolute silence, and no one dared to be presumptuous anymore.

"Lord Davyyutos, please be angry that we're overindulgent these guys.

"Our host, Lord Ariana, invites you to go up to the second floor."

(End of chapter)