Yao Xuanzhou shook his head, "Qingyue, your kindness is appreciated, but it's not a matter of having enough money—it's whether we can buy it at all... How, how much??"
Seeing a chance, Li Fan produced a golden hairpin for Yao Xuanzhou to see, "What do you want to buy? Materials for refining swords?"
Yao Xuanzhou was astounded by the golden dragon hairpin, "Where on earth did you get so many gold taels from... I appreciate your kindness, but this time the main purpose is to buy raw silk. Gold is probably of no interest to them; we need to trade with the pills refined by the sect leader."
"Raw silk? The silk for silk fabrics? And you need to trade immortal pills for it?"
Li Fan frowned, puzzled, thinking he might have heard wrong.
"Oh, buying silk, huh? That's going to be a huge expense. In the past, I also had to trade my flying swords for it, if I couldn't snatch it away."
