"It's not trash," Ru Wenlin spoke up to clear Cao Zhen's confusion, saying, "Like surplus materials from brewing or refining—why do you ask about such things?"
His voice was unrushed and unhurried, carrying with it a feeling like a breath of spring air that made Cao Zhen wonder how Ru Wenlin could possibly be one of the Five Evils of Hundred Peaks.
"It's like this—I have a disciple who has some use for it. So, I was thinking if there's a chance to use something else to exchange with Fourth Brother for that talisman."
"Exchange what exchange," Li Lingwei slammed the table, her voice full of boldness, "That talisman is useless in the hands of Third Brother too. You team up with us to earn a big score, and I'll get it for you."
"You're right," Zhong Xinyi nodded with a smile, "The magic contest you played with Fifth Brother previously was quite good. You made quite a sum, didn't you?
