Wan Shouguang nodded and asked, "Then do you know roughly how much it costs to make a magnetic knife?"
At that question, Yan Junze felt a sudden jolt in his heart, thinking that since the other party was asking this way, the price of the magnetic knife must certainly not be cheap.
As for his own Black Spirit Umbrella, whether it was the craftsmanship, the standard of technique required, or the materials used, it probably wouldn't be any cheaper than making a magnetic knife, and he feared the cost of one umbrella could well be equivalent to that of three magnetic knives.
Sweating nervously, Yan Junze forced a smile, "I don't know."
Knowing he might not be aware, Wan Shouguang said, "The price of one high-end sedan is roughly equal to that of one magnetic knife."
Yan Junze didn't speak, knowing he would continue, so he just lifted his teacup and took a gentle sip.
