"What do you think of that piece of Spirit Vein Mithril?"
Lin Mo was stunned by her words. He never expected her to say something like that.
After all, according to the Guard Commander's description, this piece of Spirit Vein Mithril was extraordinarily valuable.
Mithril itself was already a very expensive material, to say nothing of this special Mithril that had a minuscule chance of forming only near Magic Veins.
"If I'm not mistaken, the value of that Spirit Vein Mithril should exceed Fifty Thousand Gold Coins."
The maid beside him, perhaps fearing he didn't understand, offered a thoughtful explanation.
'Fifty thousand?!'
Lin Mo was even more shocked. Even for him now, this was undoubtedly an astronomical sum.
"Such a precious item… Are you sure about this?"
To be honest, Lin Mo felt a little embarrassed.
