"Greetings to Elder Lu, hello to Elder Lu!" Seeing Lu Fangyuan, several guards guarding the gate stepped forward to salute.

Apparently, the news that Lu Fangyuan defeated Deng Juebao and won the position of elder had been immediately sent back to the Chamber of Commerce headquarters.

"Are all the masters here?" Lu Fangyuan asked.

"They are all here, waiting for the elder." One of the guards replied.

"Oh?" Lu Fangyuan said in confusion as he walked in.

"Most of the fine gold and mithril delivered yesterday have been used, and today's has not been delivered yet. The masters are a little anxious." The guard explained.

"Oh." Lu Fangyuan responded and frowned, but didn't say anything more.

Gu Fenghua and others noticed his expression, and they were all a little strange: isn't it just a little bit of fine gold and mithril? With the financial resources of the Wuji Chamber of Commerce, would they still care about a little bit of fine gold and mithril?

But soon they arrived at the inner courtyard and saw the scene inside, and they knew the reason.

In the huge yard, discarded fine gold and mithril piled up into several small hills. Even if you don’t need to count them, you can see that there are at least tens of thousands of them. A carriage is pulling these discarded fine gold and mithril through the side door. Outside the hospital - these tens of thousands of coins are just what's left, I don't know how many more were taken out before. This is not as simple as a bit of fine gold and mithril.

Moreover, looking at this situation, this is just the fine gold and mithril that was used up in one day. If this happened every day, even the Wuji Chamber of Commerce might not be able to bear it. No wonder Lu Fangyuan's brows were frowned like that.

"Master Yang, I feel there is something wrong with the treatment here." An old man's voice came from the house.

"I've been thinking about this processor for a few days. Is there anything wrong with it?" Another old man said unhappily.

"I'm just saying. If you think about it more, see if what I said makes sense?" The old man said in a gentle tone without getting angry.

"Xu Fangfang, what do you mean by this? You clearly feel that the arrangement of the formation that I have painstakingly worked out is wrong. Could it be that you feel that my attainments in weapon refining are not as good as yours?" The old man named Yang Liangcheng behind him More angry.

"Yang Liangcheng, we are entrusted by the Wuji Chamber of Commerce and we should be loyal to others. I don't think it's appropriate. Let's talk about it and let's discuss it. Why are you so angry?" The old man named Xu Fang was obviously a little angry. .

"Stop talking nonsense, if you think my weapon refining skills are not as good as yours, let's have a test." Yang Liangcheng said angrily.

"That's right. Everyone practices different ways of refining weapons and has different opinions. If there's anything to discuss, let's just have a test." Two other old men agreed.

One of them sounded very familiar, it was Ma Qianxiao who had had a relationship before and was scared away by Shangguan Qingxue.

"Don't argue anymore. Wait for the fine gold and mithril to arrive later and you will know after trying it." Another old voice sounded.

This man was obviously very prestigious. As soon as he spoke, the others fell silent.

"What's going on with the Wuji Chamber of Commerce? Since we asked for help, we should give our full assistance. They are still dragging their feet when asking them to send some fine gold and mithril." One person said dissatisfiedly, it was Ma Qianxiao.

Is this "a little"? I'm afraid it's more than enough to repair the house. Gu Fenghua secretly cursed.

"Master Jiang, please go and ask when the fine gold and mithril will be delivered." The old voice sounded again.

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