When Gao Zhenjiang was sending a message to City Lord Jing Yan, Meng Kun and all the elders of the Golden Toad Commerce were watching Gao Zhenjiang.
"Oh?" Jing Yan said.
"City Lord Jing Yan, I've already guaranteed our President that you will definitely sell us some Qianhe Zhenye. You really have to give me this face! Otherwise, I'll be utterly embarrassed." Gao Zhenjiang said with a somewhat nervous tone; of course, he was doing it on purpose.
"Elder Gao, you flatter me! I do indeed still have some Qianhe Zhenye in my hands. If Elder Gao wants to buy, it's not impossible. But the price is rather expensive!" Jing Yan said.
"For one Qianhe Zhenye, how many Black Crystal Stones?" Gao Zhenjiang glanced at Meng Kun, then sent another message.
"Each Qianhe Zhenye, one hundred and eighty billion Black Crystal Stones—this is the friendship price. At a unit price of one hundred and eighty billion, I can sell you five Qianhe Zhenye, Elder Gao." Jing Yan chuckled softly.
