"Deal!"
Jayven Neal lifted his backpack and poured out all the wolf skins.
The assistant quickly brought a bag of small spirit stones.
A total of twenty-four thousand pieces.
Each one was hexagonal in shape, about the size of a little finger.
These were small spirit stones.
Linden Lackey said enthusiastically, "Young Master Jayven, you can leave the spirit stones here. When you return to the city, you can go to our trading house to withdraw it there."
"That's fine."
Jayven agreed readily.
After all, doing business required a good reputation.
Plus, carrying spirit stones around was inconvenient. It was better to store them here for free and then go to their trading house to collect the spirit stones when they returned to the ancient city.
Linden didn't dare to renege on the deal either.
After all, behind Jayven stood a giant figure, the Neal family.
