Old Li flew into a rage. "Bullshit! What do you mean, I'm begging you? Take it or leave it. If you want it delivered, figure it out yourself." Whenever Old Li was with Huo Hai, he was always this easily provoked.
It seemed Huo Hai truly lived up to his name—a complete scourge. But Old Li was only a blacksmith; he really had no ability to transport things. Huo Hai thought it over and could only helplessly admit that his own influence was too small.
"All right, all right. I'll take it." With a wave of his hand, Huo Hai stored away half the weapons. As for how he would use them after taking them back, that was no longer his concern. Before leaving, he had already handed his subordinates over to his father to manage. He did not have that much spare time to manage an army. With that time, he might as well cultivate properly.
"Was this why you called me here? If there's nothing else, I'll head back first." Huo Hai looked around. It seemed Old Li had no more surprises for him. Going back early to keep his wife company was much more interesting, wasn't it?
Old Li curled his lips. "Kid, don't be in such a hurry. Don't you know that the real treasures are often saved for last?" Old Li was not anxious in the slightest, instead muttering leisurely to Huo Hai. Sure enough, upon hearing this, Huo Hai abruptly halted his steps. He turned around and ran back to Old Li.
Huo Hai asked with a strange look on his face, "Old Li, I've already looked through this place. There doesn't seem to be anything good left, does there? Besides, I don't need anything else right now." Huo Hai already had weapons and