"The extra fifty thousand Spirit Crystals are all your tip!"
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up when he heard Li Xiaoqiang's words, nodding vigorously. The things Li Xiaoqiang mentioned would cost at most ten thousand Spirit Crystals, which meant he would get forty thousand Spirit Crystals out of nowhere. Oh my, no wonder he stepped in dog poop this morning; he must be having the luck of stepping in dog poop at noon too. Forty thousand Spirit Crystals, he would have to work for many years for that amount.
The middle-aged man immediately regarded Li Xiaoqiang as a wealthy deity and quickly said respectfully, "Rest assured, my lord, I'll take care of everything for you perfectly."
Li Xiaoqiang smiled faintly; a Treasure Pill was really worthless to him. After all, he could make more than a dozen in one batch, and in one day he could produce ten to twenty batches.
