"What's wrong? Is there a problem, Brother Si?"
Seeing the change in Si Houqing's expression,
Shen Changchuan couldn't help but ask.
"Of course there is."
A bitter smile appeared on Si Houqing's face.
"To be honest, Younger Brother Shen, my Sanhe Chamber of Commerce might look decent on the surface, but in reality, calling it a 'Chamber of Commerce' is just us flattering ourselves."
"Small chambers like ours can only pick at the scraps the big chambers around here don't want. We don't even have a seat at the main table."
"An Essence Nourishing Pill is a Top Grade Elixir. For people like us, forget about not having a source for them—even if we did, who in this Border Desolate Land could possibly afford it?"
