Soon, Liuyue Xue reached Jiang Zuo. She took out her phone and typed, "Fellow Daoist Po Xiao, there's something I'd like to ask you."
Jiang Zuo stopped. He didn't speak, merely looked at them.
Chi Xue Child said with utter exasperation, "Could you at least turn on the typing sounds on your phone?"
Then, Chi Xue Child said, "We wanted to ask you, Fellow Daoist, where we can find the Seven-Color Dyeing Fire. We hear it's extremely rare."
Mo Yan added, "That's right, Boss Po Xiao. This is damaging our prestige."
'Mo Yan has prestige?'
This was Chi Xue Child's thought.
'Aside from running away and screaming for help, what prestige does Mo Yan even have?'
Jiang Zuo spoke. "Seven-Color Dyeing Fire?"
Liuyue Xue nodded and typed again. "Yes. We'll pay any price."
Mo Yan read Liuyue Xue's message aloud, then added, "Liuyue Xue is saying she's willing to spend her entire fortune. She won't hesitate."
Without a second thought, Jiang Zuo asked, "Do you have a container?"
