"One hundred silver coins, and you want to buy the Celestial Level Team's movements?" The woman looked at Qu Jianlei in surprise, "Who gave you such courage?"
The comment was a bit sharp, but Qu Jianlei didn't mind. He straightforwardly said, "I don't have more money."
"Tsk," now it was the woman's turn to be at a loss. She had mentally prepared for a "small business," but wasn't this too small?
She looked Qu Jianlei up and down twice, suddenly asking, "When you're doing that... how's your stamina?"
"Doing that... stamina?" Qu Jianlei was stunned once more.
He was dazed for quite a while before uncertainly asking, "Are you saying... that kind of thing?"
"What else could it be?" The woman's face turned slightly black, "Since you have no money, what else is there? It's just your body!"
Qu Jianlei's mouth twitched, and he shook his head slowly, "Sorry about that."
