Chu Yi had already figured out how to deal with the money for the Gathering Spirit Talisman, but in order to get a little more advantage, he changed his approach:
"Just give me a Gathering Spirit Talisman first, consider it as a trial for me."
"Or, I could write an IOU and lend you the money later."
When Chu Yi said this, in his mind's eye, he could already see Little Fatty's face turning red with anger.
"You can't do business like this, ha."
Pang Dachuan shook his head like a rattle-drum.
"I can let you try it out for a day or two, but if you can't come up with the money after the third day, you must return the Gathering Spirit Talisman to me."
Chu Yi muttered unhappily, "You're really stingy. You say these Gathering Spirit Talismans are expensive, what about that Alchemy Furnace over there?"
