Chapter 219

Mr. Lark knew every inch of this place.

He said, "These really are wasteland. The Larks only managed to clear up to this point back in the day."

Kaelen pressed on, "So if we want to buy this wasteland, we go to the courthouse and handle the paperwork, right?"

"Yep," Mr. Lark replied. "For years, the town hall's been selling wasteland at one silver coin per acre.

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