"Going smoothly?" Wu Heng asked.
The short person touched his beard and replied respectfully, "Everything's going very well. There will be no issues at all from our side, you can rest assured."
That meant there were no problems on their end, and if any issues did arise...
Wu Heng nodded and picked up an object to inspect it.
The front end of the shell was engraved with intricate patterns, and upon close sensing, one could feel the fluctuations of magic.
"I'll conduct the experiment. If the results meet my requirements, I'll have the city hall contact you to continue ordering goods from you."
"Of course, there's no problem. It's our honor to work for Lord Island Master," the short person said politely.
"I'll have someone come find you when it's time."
"Understood, my lord. I won't disturb you any longer." The short person bowed again and left the room directly.
Wu Heng collected all the shells and left the room as well.
He stood at the door, thinking for a moment.
