Yang Mingkai had suddenly become reserved and even changed the way he addressed Lin Yuan, so the latter involuntarily said, "Big Brother Yang, you are my senior, just call me Young Brother."
While listening to Lin Yuan, Yang Mingkai observed his frank expression. Yang Mingkai was a forthright and straightforward person, so he patted on Lin Yuan's shoulder and said, "Haha, I also feel comfortable calling you Young Brother."
Lin Yuan chuckled. "Big Brother Yang, you said you wanted more Elite Usneas. I do have them, but I wonder how many more pots you need."
Lin Yuan had already planned to stay at home to increase his spirit qi occupation rank to D-rank after delivering the fey to Chu Ci. Therefore, he was definitely going to evolve plenty of feys.
It was about time to produce more Elite Usneas.
Yang Mingkai carefully extended one finger. "Over 70 pots, adding to a total of 100 pots. Does Young Brother think it is possible?"
