"Rongrong, that's enough. Stop getting so excited."
"You should thank Sect Master Huyan for such a huge windfall. If he hadn't sold you the Rusty Samurai Swords, where would you have gotten twelve Colorless Crystals from dismantling them?"
Seeing Ning Rongrong's endless delight, Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly.
Enough already...
Why do I feel like everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is nastier than the last?
Sword Douluo tore open the wound in my heart, and Ning Fengzhi found it and started pouring salt into it like mad! In the distance, Huyan Zhen's mouth twitched as he listened.
They had gone too far.
"Father, I understand."
Sure enough, Ning Rongrong immediately calmed down, then called out brightly to Huyan Zhen in the distance, "Thank you for making this possible, Sect Master Huyan."
Making this possible?
Like hell I did!
Huyan Zhen was falling apart inside. Again, if he could turn back time, he would never sell the Rusty Samurai Swords to Ning Fengzhi, even if they beat him to death.
But there was no medicine for regret in this world.
"If you've got nothing else to say, I'll go open my Jars."
With that, Huyan Zhen glanced at the bag and headed toward Lin Xiao's Little Shop.
"Sect Master Huyan, if you get any more Rusty Samurai Swords, remember to come trade with me again!"
"Our shop has ample funds and pays cash. You won't be shortchanged even a single Copper Soul Coin!"
Seeing Huyan Zhen leaving, Ning Rongrong hurriedly called after him.
Huyan Zhen stiffened for a moment, then continued toward the Little Shop.
Hah! If I sell to you again, I'm a dog!
Since dismantling Rusty Samurai Swords triggers critical yields so easily, wouldn't it be better to dismantle them myself and make more money?