"Grandfather sent a message asking if we really wanted to buy all the low-level resources for Child Stage use. If so, he said he would have Great Uncle start contacting various clans," said a smiling Wang Zijia, feeling joyful.
Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Let's buy 60,000 magic money worth of goods, and I'll procure the rest from other channels. We have about ten days left before we leave. Don't let us run out of time and sort it out before departure."
"Okay, after I finish eating, I'll notify Grandfather to start preparing the goods," Xiang Feifei said seriously with a nod.
After breakfast, they both headed out to work.
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"Good morning, Martial Uncle Wang!"
"Morning!"
As he arrived at Fu Tower, the disciples who saw Wang Zijia along the way all unconsciously stopped to greet him.
After receiving Wang Zijia's slight acknowledgment and seeing him disappear, they then dispersed, discussing amongst themselves.
"Good morning, Martial Uncle Wang!"
