With a smile, Sikong Jing directly waved the inner core before Yao Yuzhi.
"If an Emperor Martial Stage demon beast inner core is enough to save Lady Yao some money, then can I choose a few more?"
The moment those words fell, Yao Yuzhi was dumbfounded, staring fixedly at the dark, unremarkable thing in Sikong Jing's hand.
"Are you joking? This little thing is the inner core of an Emperor Martial Stage demon beast?"
Then she could not help but sneer. "Hmph, are you questioning the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce's appraisal abilities?"
"The Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce is among the top three major chambers of commerce in the Central Plains. We nurture martial talents only to conduct business; in every other respect, we are also professionals in the business world."
What she meant was that all their people were professionals, and the inner cores had been carefully appraised.
If it truly were an Emperor Martial Stage demon beast inner core, there was no way it would have been placed here.
Hearing this, Sikong Jing did not immediately refute her. Instead, he lightly tossed the inner core to Yao Yuzhi. Naturally, she understood what he meant—he wanted her to open her eyes wide and take a proper look.
With that attitude, he was still doubting her.
Yao Yuzhi gave a soft snort. Thinking of Sikong Jing's peculiarities, she carefully examined it once more. Finally, she tossed it back to him and said, "War Martial Stage, Soul-Reversal Realm. It is the inner core of a Steel Bone Flying Vulture. There is no mistake."
In just an instant, Yao Yuzhi had even identified which demon beast the inner core belonged to.
Yet Sikong Jing smiled. "I happen to have a Steel Bone Flying Vulture. I wonder if Lady Yao would allow