In any case, Wu Suchen's warehouse was not worth mentioning.
The sand on the ground of the Glacial Palace was even more valuable than everything in the warehouse of the number one refiner in the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom combined!
"Deputy Pavilion Master Shi, you've worked hard this time. Your Songtao Sword was damaged in the war, right? I'll give you something to repair your sword first.
"As a forger, your sword has to be decent."
"Our Huaxia Pavilion is not like those poor people in the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom. Wu Suchen from the Xuan Ming Heavenly Kingdom doesn't have anything decent himself…"
Zhou Shu flipped his wrist generously, and a branch appeared in his hand.
"This is?" Shi Songtao looked at the branch in Zhou Shu's hand in confusion.
He knew that the things Zhou Shu took out were definitely good things.
But he really didn't know what it was.
"The branch of a laurel tree," Zhou Shu said.
