In the hall, Elder Yuan was not looking at Su Mo, but at Luo Ming.
"Brother Luo, what brings you here?" He arose from the chair and greeted Luo Ming by cupping his hands.
Apparently, Elder Yuan knew Luo Ming very well.
Luo Ming smiled, glanced at Su Mo, and said, "I'm here with Su Mo to collect his prize! Don't be stingy, Elder Yuan!"
"Haha!"
Elder Yuan chuckled bitterly and twitched his lips.
"Don't be stingy?"
"Who would generously part with 680,000 Lower Spiritual Stones?"
He had even thought about assassinating Su Mo, but it seems that Su Mo was too close with the Luo family for his plan to work.
"Brother Luo, I've got the Spiritual Stones ready!"
Elder Yuan nodded, took out five storage pouches, and said, "Su Mo, here are exactly 681,375 Lower Spiritual Stones. You can count them up if you want."
"Thank you, sir!"