The old bearded man changed his tune immediately, without doubting the authenticity.
"Feng Yunyi? I wonder how many Spirit Stones he can produce."
Jun Mohuang lightly raised an eyebrow in interest.
It was ironic that Feng Yunyi, the former scumbag fiance who despised her for being trash, was now begging her.
Ordinary gold coins were of course no good to purchase rare resources. They could only use Spirit Stones and Space Rings to trade with these rare resources.
"The Fourth Prince can produce 200 Spirit Stones, but Master Mo's Space Ring is 50 square meters. The old man will inform him to add another 1,000 Spirit Stones."
Upon seeing her pronounce the Fourth Prince's name without shying away, the old man with white beard was even more convinced that she was an unknown master, and his expression became even more respectful.
"I wonder if Master Mo wants to auction it, or trade directly with the Fourth Prince?"
