State Uncle Zheng was so on edge that he rubbed his hands anxiously before glancing at his "bosom buddy." "How many pieces of magnetite do you still have on you? Lend them all to me, and I'll return them to you later on."
Hong Cheng was stupefied. He hadn't imagined that the favor he extended using 24 pieces of magnetite wasn't sufficient for State Uncle Zheng to purchase that beautifying pill!
He wanted to refuse, but he was also afraid that State Uncle Zheng would bear a grudge against him.
Moreover, at this kind of "life or death" juncture, he needed to display his best behavior.
Hong Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "I, I at most can take out 15 more high-grade magnetite."
"Give them all to me! Later, when I present this beautifying pill to Her Highness, Her Highness will certainly bestow gifts." Zheng Cao urged, "Take them all out now."
Hong Cheng dug out his assets with a bleeding heart.
