"Sorry! My dad said he's too old for this. Making such a complicated dagger is too much effort, so he's not taking on this type of order anymore."
Gu Ningyue exchanged a glance with Lin Ruixian, a bit surprised by this outcome.
"I can offer more money, a hundred thousand, okay?"
Although Gu Ningyue believed the original Qingyue Dagger was worth far more, in the eyes of outsiders, spending a hundred thousand on a dagger was already an astronomical price!
The middle-aged man was visibly tempted by this offer but, recalling his father's words, still said to Gu Ningyue, "Well... my dad is sixty this year, and making this is very labor-intensive. Young lady..."
"One hundred and fifty thousand!" Gu Ningyue pressed on, "Please ask your father again. If it's still a no, I won't insist."
After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man was eventually persuaded by the offer. "Since you're so sincere, I'll ask him again for you."
He dialed the phone again and walked outside.
