Ling Gusong almost fainted on the spot."I'm so poor that I have to lick the dust, and you still want me to get refined gold and Mithril? are you trying to kill me?"
"If you really don't have it, you can make do with a hundred-time tempered steel." Li shaoqiu did not want to force Ling Gusong to hang himself so soon, so he settled for the second best option.
Ling Gusong heaved a sigh of relief. In any case, hundred-refined steel was much cheaper than fine gold and Mithril.
Ling Gusong looked at mu Weibei, but before he could speak, mu Weibei said with a sad face,"hundred-time refined steel is not cheap. We really don't have any money."
"It can't be, right? old man Ling, why are you so poor? Weren't you the blue wave sect's Grand Elder in the past? You can't possibly not even have this much money?" Li shaoqiu seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire and embarrass Ling Gusong.
