With the Red Sky Crane Essence Blood in hand, he had cleared out Xuanlin Residence's entire stock of the item.
After paying two hundred fifty Spirit Stones, Lin Changheng asked before leaving, "May I ask when your clan restocks?"
"Barring any surprises, once every two months. But in reality, it all depends on the clan's production output, so I can't make any guarantees."
Shopkeeper Sun said cheerfully.
This meant that with a regular supply, three hundred portions of Essence Blood would enter the Cyan Spirit District annually.
"In that case, set it all aside for me."
Lin Changheng stated with a nod.
"All of it?"
Shopkeeper Sun was stunned.
"That's right. Or does your clan have rules about who you sell to?"
Lin Changheng's expression was placid, a slight, humorless smile on his face. His eyes, fixed on Shopkeeper Sun, held a faint chill, a clear sign of his displeasure.
"No, nothing like that." Shopkeeper Sun gave an embarrassed laugh.
