"I have an additional two hundred Stone-Clad Wolves currently stored within the spatial depths of my personal storage rune. Would the Armament Master Guild be interested in trading with me directly for those specimens as well?" Bai Xifeng asked, her voice flowing with a smooth, practised confidence.
A sharp, professional, and entirely business-like smile appeared on her face. It was the kind of cold, calculating smile that belonged in the high-stakes atmosphere of a royal negotiation chamber rather than on the youthful face of a wandering student.
Zhou Yaoting and Yi Shanyuan both turned to look at Bai Xifeng in visible surprise, their brows furrowing deeply as they struggled to process this new information.
"You mean to say... You still have even more of these rare wolves in your possession?" The man asked, his eyes wide as he leaned so far forward that he was nearly halfway across the table, invading her personal space in his eagerness.
