"By the way, Ang," Aden said with a smile, taking a small box from his Magic Waist Pouch. "There are also 620 magic crystals as a reward." He handed the box to Ang, a teasing look in his eyes.
Ang took the box and opened it for a glance. Inside, the magic crystals were arranged neatly, glimmering with faint light.
He frowned, then casually closed the box and pushed it back to Aden. "Consider it a donation from North Wind Territory to the Pat City Mage Association," he said blandly, his tone carrying a hint of unhurried humor.
Aden froze for a moment, clearly not expecting that response from Ang. He smiled even more helplessly. "You don't want the medal, and you don't want the magic crystals either. Why are you so strange? This isn't like the old you. When you asked me to order a magic furnace before, you treasured every magic crystal and were afraid of overpaying. How can you let them go so easily now?"
"Ever since North Wind Territory's eight mages joined the Pat City Mage Association, they've basically made no contributions. If anyone is to be rewarded, reward them first." Ang shook his head slightly, with a trace of self-mockery in his voice. "Keep it. No need to be polite."
"Hahaha, then I won't be polite." Aden laughed. Ang's calm attitude seemed to lighten some of the burden in his heart.
"Still, I never expected you to be so generous, giving it away so readily." He patted Ang on the shoulder, his eyes full of approval.
Ang smiled, but his gaze drifted through a distant patch of woods. "It's a long story. I really have to thank you for warning me in advance."
"It was what I should have done." Aden waved a hand. "I