503 One-Third of Continent M's Big Shots

Carlo’s task this time was to protect Bo Te.

He’d be in deep trouble if anything happened to him.

He was the only champion left in the Mas family.

The Mas family was in charge of the battlefield, and most of the stronger forces were jealous of the amount of territory they held. People from all forces were fighting for these spots.

Cheng Shui and the rest had also had their fair share of fighting with their lives on the battleground.

Moreover, many were looking to challenge the champion himself.

Four champions had emerged, but only Bo Te was part of the Mas family.

She leaned against the wall and tapped on her phone casually. “Change it to one percent of the market in the South region’s economic center.”

One percent of this market and the one percent that the Mas family had allocated was different. This referred to 10% of the region Carlo had mentioned.

The way Qin Ran put it… it was evident that she knew the market forces in Continent M.

The South region was the battle territory of the Mas family. If they could get three years of complete management authority, then 1% in the market of the economic center was going to be insignificant to the Mas family.

All that the Mas family wanted was the management power.

Carlo did have some autonomy in this. He simply nodded and said, “Sure, tell me your idea. But don’t think about the medical team, the doctor just told us that his injury can only recover if he recuperates on his own.”

Carlo was expecting that Qin Ran would recommend him another doctor.

But Qin Ran simply glanced at him and then looked away. “I need you to get me something from the Underground Arena.”

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She said very quietly.

The Xu family members around the table made way for Qin Ran when they saw her enter.

Cheng Mu didn’t seem to notice it as he asked Bo Te, “Mr. Champion, what’s your boxing value?”

Boxing value?

Second Uncle Xu and the rest exchanged glances. What sort of term was this?

Bo Te looked at Qin Ran, then turned to him. “I measure it every day. The last time, it was 1598. I haven’t hit 1600 yet.”

He was speechless.

He thought that 1000 was already impressive.

“Don’t worry, you still have room for growth and improvement.” Qin Ran patted him on the shoulder. She then politely bade her farewell to the rest of the people around and took her leave. “I’ll retire first.”