But just as he was about to politely decline, a voice came from beside him, answering for him:
"It's possible."
Fang Hong was taken aback, turned, and found that indeed, it was Miss Atira who had spoken.
But what did he have to sell to these people? While he did make a box of crossbow bolts for Parker yesterday, would anyone want such a thing?
Fearing that the Elf Miss was unaware of his situation, and knowing that his experience was not common among alchemists, he quickly lowered his voice and whispered softly, "Wait, Miss Atira, I—"
But Atira gently pressed his hand and subtly shook her head at him, signaling him to stay calm.
Fang Hong paused slightly at this, but he could only temporarily hold back.
He felt uneasy, unsure of what Miss Atira had in mind, even though she should clearly be aware of the team's financial situation.
