Jiangli looked at Song Taishan, her eyes curving into crescent moons as she smiled.
Hearing this, Song Taishan hesitated and asked, "Is there really such a talisman?"
"Jiaoyang Temple has all kinds of talismans. There's nothing you can think of that we can't draw," Xia Xin popped up from the side, quickly pitching himself.
Jiangli chimed in, "That's right."
Listening to their back-and-forth, Song Taishan had a feeling that he was about to be swindled out of his money. He asked warily, "How much does one talisman cost?"
"Fair and square for young and old, one talisman is ten thousand yuan, but since we're old acquaintances, I can give Captain Song a 20% discount," Jiangli said with a smile, gesturing the amount with her fingers.
Song Taishan quickly did the math in his head, his pupils shaking, "Twenty percent off, that's still eight thousand?"
Damn...
That's his monthly salary!
