Bab 881: A Deal Sealed with a Joke

A deposit of a hundred million spirit stones?

She might as well be asking An Lin to f*cking sell himself!

"What's wrong?" Chang'e asked with a perplexed expression.

"Um, can you take a smaller deposit? I don't have that much free capital at the moment." An Lin rubbed his hands together with an apologetic expression.

Chang'e's brows furrowed slightly. "How much do you have? It's going to take a lot of money just to gather the rest of the ingredients."

"I only have five million spirit stones in my storage ring!" An Lin admitted.

Chang'e: "… Hehe."

She turned to leave.

"Wait! Celestial Maiden Chang'e, can we set the deposit matter aside for the moment? You know my reputation for reliability!" An Lin immediately urged.

Chang'e's footsteps faltered before she turned back to look at An Lin. "Reputation and financial ability are two different things."