"We appreciate the City Lord's kindness," Song Yan Ning began, declining. "If we need Black Thought Stones, we can mine them ourselves; we need not owe Zhou Feran any favors."
Zhou Feran was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected anyone to refuse so many Black Thought Stones, and his regard for Song Yan Ning and her companions rose a notch.
"Are you not planning to go to the Array Formation Dao Sect anymore?"
"Of course, we are," Song Yan Ning nodded her head.
"Then why don't you want the Black Thought Stones? Could it be that you plan to mine them yourselves?" Zhou Feran considered this possibility and was somewhat speechless. Did they think it was that easy to mine High Grade Black Thought Stones?
"Yes," Song Yan Ning nodded in affirmation.
Zhou Feran smiled, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said slowly, "It's extremely difficult to mine Black Thought Stones. Even if you really did mine a million Black Thought Stones, you wouldn't be able to take that many away."
