Zhao Gang could not help feeling thankful for that clever stunt he had pulled back then. How many supplies and pieces of equipment would this save them?
He turned and exchanged a knowing look with Lin Mo and Long Zhan, the gloom on his face vanishing completely.
Lin Mo's heart settled as well, and he smiled.
He cleared his throat and turned toward Thorin, who was waiting eagerly beside them.
The Dwarf elder was watching them expectantly, rubbing his hands in anxious anticipation.
The tip of his beard trembled beneath his chin. Clearly, he could hardly wait.
"Elder Thorin, we've finished discussing it."
Lin Mo printed out a purchase list and pushed it in front of Thorin.
"We'll start by purchasing a thousand runes of various types."
"As for mithril, adamantine, orichalcum... we'll purchase nine hundred thousand gold coins' worth of these metals."
"And finally, we'll take this Spatial Ring!"
"That comes to fifty-one million gold coins, correct?"
As Thorin listened to the string of purchases, his eyes widened further and further, and his breathing grew heavy.
When he heard the final total, he shot to his feet.
"F-fifty-one million gold coins?"
Thorin's voice changed pitch. He stared fixedly at Lin Mo, seemingly unable to believe his ears.
"That's right." Lin Mo nodded in confirmation.
"Ha ha! Excellent! Wonderful!"
Thorin suddenly burst into thunderous laughter. He slapped his thigh hard, his face flushed.
"I knew you recognized quality!"
"Rest assured, our goods will be worth every coin and more!"
A moment ago, he had been on tenterhooks, afraid that Great Xia would only purchase a few hundred thousand gold coins' worth as a token gesture, just as it had when trading with the Holy Human Race.
Then his plans for large-scale purchases would have fallen through completely.
The Dwarves were