"Junior Brother!"
Seeing that Zhang Jing still didn't believe him, the man could only explain with a wry smile:
"Senior Brother truly has no ill intentions."
"You've just sold talismans at the Thousand Law Pavilion. You should have noticed that superior quality talismans are also in short supply there. Especially recently, the supply of high-quality talismans there is particularly tight. They won't sell dozens at a time to someone like Senior Brother."
"Well, to tell you the truth..."
The man sighed and continued:
"Senior Brother recently rented a shop here to sell talismans and talisman-making materials. Co-workers have been contacted and now we just need some high-quality talismans to bolster our business. Senior Brother swears on his Dao Heart that not a single word is a lie."
So that's how it is.
The color on Zhang Jing's face eased a little and then he laughed and said, "Junior Brother understands, please wait a moment, Senior Brother, I'll see if I have any more."
