Second Discount, Frenzied Sales

Hearing Gu Wei's confession, Jiang Ping An froze for a moment. He had not expected that the other party had not been sent by the bearded man.

"It doesn't matter. It's a small matter."

Jiang Ping An did not care about the other party's motives. He quite liked this sort of money-delivering behavior.

"As expected of a master, your heart is just as broad." Gu Wei's face was full of admiration.

"I'm not a Refining Master. I'm merely somewhat interested in repairing magical artifacts, so I learned a little."

"Learned a little?"

Gu Wei felt as though a sharp sword had pierced his heart. He suspected this fellow was putting on airs.

He had learned a little and was already this terrifying—where would that leave the dignity of Refining Masters like them?

Whether the other party was showing off or not, his skill in repairing magical artifacts truly was exceptional.

"Daoist, I've recently encountered some problems with repairing magical artifacts and would like to seek your guidance. Of course, I will not ask for it for free. Here are one hundred thousand Immortal Crystals, to purchase three days of your time."

Gu Wei presented a Storage Ring with both hands, his attitude respectful.

Although the other party's cultivation was low, his skill in repairing magical artifacts was exceedingly high. That made him a senior, worthy of respect.

Jiang Ping An was slightly shocked by his generosity. Good heavens, one hundred thousand Immortal Crystals for three days of guidance. Refining Masters really were rich.

"Alright."

Jiang Ping An accepted the Immortal Crystals. The shop had nothing going on anyway. He could earn one hundred thousand in three days; at this rate, he would soon gather enough Immortal Crystals for his breakthrough.

"My name is Gu Wei—Gu as in grain storehouse, Wei