"Thank you for your concern, Wizard Baal," the Black-Clothed Young Man said. As he spoke, he and the middle-aged Wizard in blue robes walked farther and farther away.
As they neared the gate, the middle-aged Wizard in blue robes stopped and turned to bid the Black-Clothed Young Man farewell. "All right, Wizard Richard, no need to see me off. I'll be leaving now. We'll meet again if there's a chance."
"All right, we'll meet again if there's a chance." The Black-Clothed Young Man waved.
The middle-aged Wizard in blue robes took a step to leave, then suddenly stopped again, as though he had remembered something. Looking at the Black-Clothed Young Man, he said, "Oh, right, Wizard Richard, there's something I almost forgot. About that magical item of mine..."
"Oh, Wizard Baal's 'Amber Tear' necklace. Don't worry, Wizard Baal. I've already found a proper way to repair the magic patterns on it. I'll definitely have it delivered to you within three days at most."
"That's good. I'm really leaving now?"
"Take care. Goodbye."
"All right."
The middle-aged Wizard in blue robes said no more and strode out through the factory gates, vanishing into the night.
The Black-Clothed Young Man and mine owner Hua Erzi remained where they were and spoke for a while longer before preparing to leave as well.
Seeing that there was no more information to gather, Wulusi withdrew his gaze and headed toward Number Five Factory Building.
At that moment, the Black-Clothed Young Man suddenly turned to look at him and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Me?" Wulusi's body stiffened. He stopped, set down the stone he had been carrying, and pointed at himself. "My lord... are you calling me?"
"Yes, I'm calling you." The Black-Clothed Young Man asked, "What are you planning to do with such a