The old man almost choked on his own breath.
"500 high-grade crystal cores?!" he sputtered, slamming a hand against the armrest. "Girl, are you out of your damn mind?"
Liora blinked innocently. "Is that too much?"
The old man clutched his chest like he had just been stabbed. "Too much? TOO MUCH?! Do you even know how many people would kill just to get their hands on one high-grade core? And you're asking for five hundred? Are you planning to buy an entire country?!"
"Even if you got the high-grade crystals from all over the world, it would hardly be 500 high-grade crystals. And 500 high-grade crystals mean 5 million low-grade crystals."
Liora tilted her head thoughtfully. "You know it's a very rare item. I have gotten my life in danger, so this much is worthwhile."
