Chen jingzhai was actually summoned by elder Guiyan.
"Kid, the spiritual turtle market wants to place an order for you."
"We'll be responsible for the materials for thirty fourth-grade hammers. "
"I'll give you three fifth-grade materials as compensation, how about it?"
Elder Guiyan looked at him with a red face.
"It's not enough,"
Chen jingzhai shook his head indifferently.
True venerate Hong Ling, who was standing at the side, frowned slightly.
"Then we'll add one more, four fifth-grade materials."
"How is it?"
Elder Guiyan said with a smile.
"Not much."
"Elder, why don't you find someone better?"
Chen jingzhai still shook his head.
"Chen tianjiao, don't be ungrateful. We've already profited from four fifth-grade materials."
"Quit while you're ahead, don't be too greedy."
True venerate Hong Ling said with a frown.
"Whether I refine it or not, that's my business."
"As a craftsman, Jing Zhai is still qualified to refuse."
