Yingxing began rattling off all sorts of materials, some Xianyu had heard of and some he hadn't.
The Artisanship Commission's king of overwork looked pained as he explained at length that these materials could be combined to forge an exceptionally rare divine weapon.
Xianyu had no interest in Credits, much less in learning forging techniques.
He didn't care:
"If they're useful, just keep them and use them."
Yingxing instantly fell silent, his gaze burning as he looked at Xianyu.
How could he describe it?
This dream client had been so generous that he had directly solved the exorbitant Wedding Gift Money you'd been worrying about for ages.
Yingxing no longer had anything to worry about. He could finally afford the Wedding Gift Money for his friend’s wedding.
Then the client kept sending you money, asking you to buy items from a list. After paying for everything, you still had more than half the money left.
You intended to return the money, but the client didn't care at all and told you to keep it and spend it yourself.
The craftsman, usually so haughty toward outsiders, now thumped his chest and spoke with exceptional warmth:
"If you ever want anything else custom-made, just come to me."
Yingxing hadn't deliberately lowered his voice when he said this, instantly drawing the attention of Jing Yuan and Dan Feng, who were petting the cat nearby.
Jing Yuan squeezed Kitty's paw pads, his sharp gaze seeming to ask what Xianyu was up to now.
Dan Feng folded his arms, his gaze inscrutable as he tried to sniff out some fresh gossip.
Xianyu glanced at Jingliu and Baiheng, who had arrived late, and said casually:
"Nothing much. I just asked Yingxing to make a few things."
Then he reached toward Jing Yuan and took the cat