Fu Qiu walked up silently.
He hung his head low, speaking softly.
However, before Fu Qiu could finish,
Bai Yi, seated in the principal seat, directly interrupted him.
"I've said it, I need two thousand low-grade spirit stones, I have a use for them,"
"And besides, you're merely a deputy sect master of a sub-sect."
"What qualifies you to speak to me like this?"
Seeing Bai Yi become angry,
Fu Qiu seemed to want to step forward and say something more.
But Luo Changfeng, who had been standing silently in the main hall, waved his hand and blocked Fu Qiu who was by his side.
At the same time, he lifted his head and silently looked at Bai Yi in front of him.
He said calmly and softly, "Two thousand low-grade spirit stones is no small amount, but we will try our best to collect them and then offer them with both hands."
As Luo Changfeng's words gradually settled,
A faint smile finally appeared on Bai Yi's face, who was sitting in the principal seat.
"That's more like it."
