Qin Siyang licked his lips and said slowly, "Principal Zhao, how much rare material do you think we'd need for this plan?"
Zhao Longfei froze for a moment. "Didn't you say you had no other rare materials left?"
"Well, I could have some."
"I knew it! You little rascal, you'd never honestly hand over all your rare materials."
"A man has to leave himself a fallback."
"How much rare material do you have left?"
Qin Siyang didn't answer directly. Instead, he asked, "Principal Zhao, how much rare material do you think would be enough?"
"I told you, we'd need more rare materials, and a broader range of them, to demonstrate our credibility."
"Cut the explanations. Just tell me how much would be enough."
Zhao Longfei said to Qin Siyang, "I think, if we're talking Crimson Crystals alone, we'd probably need one the size of a fist."
"Principal Zhao, be serious."
"I am being serious."
"Isn't that bullshit? If I had a Crimson Crystal that big, this association should be called the Qin Family Merchants' Association. Understand?"
Apparently unwilling to give up, Zhao Longfei asked again, "You don't have a Crimson Crystal that big?"
"No."
"You really don't?"
Qin Siyang grew impatient. "Why don't you fetch Professor Lu's bird and ask me one question at a time?"
"Uh, no need. No need."
Zhao Longfei scratched his scar. "If you don't have a Crimson Crystal that big, ideally we'd need a whole Crimson Crystal, plus a whole titan reed inner leaf..."
"No. Principal Zhao, stop talking nonsense. You should know that if I had something like a titan reed inner leaf, that would mean I had an entire titan reed."
"You don't have that either?"
"No."
Zhao Longfei sighed.
It seemed Qin Siyang's remaining wealth wasn't all that outrageous.
"You don't have