Only then did Ling Chuxi realize that she had completely overestimated her master's sense of justice. When it came to making money, this old man was even more enthusiastic than she was. But then again, how strong could a person's sense of justice be when he begged for alms everywhere and ate the king's meal when he had no money?
"Okay, okay, okay, count me in. We master and disciple will work together to cut through gold." Qi Tian said with a smile.
"With my current ability, I can probably refine three spirit pills a day. Don't buy too much, just pick the valuable ones." Ling Chuxi warned.