"This is one thousand lower-grade Spirit Stones. Can we go in to迎亲 now?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"What? That's impossible! With your net worth, how could you possibly still take out another thousand lower-grade Spirit Stones?" Old Guan shouted in disbelief.
"Can we go in now?" Zhang Xiaohao exhaled a puff of smoke, his gaze turning a bit cold.
"Hmph! What's the rush to get in? I'll first check whether these Spirit Stones are real or not." Old Guan said coldly.
With a wave of his right hand, a house servant stepped up and handed over a sack.
Taking the sack, Old Guan started checking the stones one by one.
A quarter-hour later.
All the lower-grade Spirit Stones had been counted once, and each had been inspected by him.
