How extravagant!
Even Mysterious Kings would fight over fifth-grade spirit herbs, yet this young man casually pulls out four of them without hesitation. Truly more generous than even this deputy guildmaster himself. Ah, having a good master really makes one carefree—trading herbs given by his master for a gift meant for that same master.
Once his master is pleased, he might reward him with even more fifth-grade spirit herbs. This deal… is pure profit! Qi Wenlin had originally planned to elaborate on the cauldron’s origins, its exceptional effects, and even casually mention that they still frequently used it and weren’t particularly eager to sell.
But Jiang Beiran’s four fifth-grade spirit herbs struck him dumb. If he didn’t take this deal, he’d be a complete fool. After steadying his emotions, Qi Wenlin stroked his beard and said, “Very well.