He Lingchuan understood. It seemed Fang Canran had never underestimated the difficulty of working with Juju.

“How much?” If it was too expensive, he could not afford it.

“Use it as a gift from me.” Fang Canran looked at the chains. “Back then, I heard the seller say that no more than five pairs of this treasure still exist in the world. You’ll put it to proper use, won’t you?”

What Fang Canran was really saying here was that since He Lingchuan could not afford it anyway, he might as well give it to him for free.

After all, the mission mattered most. As for making money, that actually came second.

“Of course.” He Lingchuan’s tone was serious. “Right, any news on the frost pellets?”

“Several teams have already returned from the Fu Realm, but none brought back frost pellets.” Fang Canran reached into his robe and took something out. “However, I did manage to get this.”

At first glance, He Lingchuan thought he had taken out a piece of glass or crystal, transparent and colorless.

“Is this glass?”

“Not quite.” Fang Canran handed it to him. “This is the glazed gold you wanted. Hold it up to the light during the day, and the edges will faintly shine gold. By the way, what do you need it for?”

“You really got it!” Overjoyed, He Lingchuan took it and saw that it was roughly the size of an entire roof tile. Its shape was irregular, and it was a little over...