"Hmm? Fellow Daoist Murong, is there something more you wish to discuss?" Wang Yanchang paused in his steps and looked at Luo Chen with a hint of curiosity.

Luo Chen smiled faintly. "I wouldn’t call it a discussion. I merely wished to…"

He had originally intended to probe into the origins of the Precious Dragon Black Market, but the thought felt far too abrupt. By the time the words reached his lips, they had shifted into another topic altogether.

"Although the surface appears calm," Luo Chen continued, "strong undercurrents are stirring beneath it."

The corner of Wang Yanchang’s mouth twitched, yet he remained silent, waiting for Luo Chen to reveal his true intention.

Luo Chen didn’t delay further and added, "So, just in case, I would like to double the supply of all the materials on the list for next month. Can your side manage that?"

"Double the medicinal materials?" Wang Yanchang frowned, then slowly shook his head. "That decision is...