"Blue Silver Ore? Pass."
"Orcichalk Ores? Pass."
Ikasa and Feng Yan visited most of the spots shining with different colored energies. They dug out the ores and depending on their use or worth, they decided which ores to take and which ores to leave behind.
"Red Lode Ore? Pass."
Ikasa scratched another ore from his list of ores to keep. Feng Yan interrupted and expressed his desire to keep that ore.
"Hey, I want those Red Lode ores!"
"Why?"
Ikasa asked with an annoyed tone. The old man had already asked him to keep three different ores and all for frivolous reasons.
"Don't you think we can make red eyes from those magnets and sell them as 'Red Eye' merchandise for my admirers?"
The young man took a deep and heavy breath, suppressing his anger. This was another one of those frivolous reasons.
'Absolutes know where this Old Man learned about merchandising or the fact that he even had fans.'
