Ling Feng chuckled, knowing that was exactly the kind of reaction to expect. After all, anyone would be startled by the prospect of several hundred thousand bullets.
So after his laugh, he hurriedly said, "Don't get so worked up. From what I've heard, you can't manage several hundred thousand, but a small quantity is still doable, right?"
"What on earth are you planning to do?" Zhang He asked, his tone filled with frustration.
"That's for me to know. Anyway, you can't expect to refine elixirs for nothing; you've got to help me out with this!" Ling Feng replied with a smile.
Zhang He fell silent for a moment, clearly annoyed, and then said, "How did I end up with someone like you!"
After another pause, he continued, "I'll do what I can. I'll get as many as I'm able to, okay?"
"That works, but if you just get me a few hundred to fob me off, that wouldn't be very decent of you!" Ling Feng warned.
"Don't worry, I'm not that petty. Wait for my news!"
