"Are you trying to take advantage of my old age, young man?"
Chen An chuckled reprovingly, accepted the ten middle-grade Spirit Stones, and pushed back the remaining ones, along with other items like Elixirs.
"Mengze's message only mentioned this amount."
"Keep the rest. Your own cultivation also requires a lot of resources."
"Moreover, over the past half a year, you've already given me a considerable amount of Spirit Stones, Elixirs, and many other resources."
"Keep those for yourself. Don't give me any more!"
However, Shen Mo didn't put the remaining Spirit Stones and other items back into his Universe Bag.
Instead, his expression turned solemn, and he said seriously, "Uncle Chen, why are you treating me like such an outsider?"
"Since my parents passed away, you've treated me as your own. You were reluctant to use Spirit Stones for yourself, instead buying Elixirs to help my cultivation."
"Now, while I'm not exactly wealthy, I do have some resources to spare."
