"Please speak freely, Lord Xiao," Wan Jianfeng said respectfully.

"To be honest, I am in dire need of spirit stones. My visit here is solely for that purpose. As the wealthiest entity in Tianfeng Kingdom, Qianlong Bank should have no problem producing a few tens of millions of middle-grade spirit stones," Xiao Long stated bluntly.

Upon hearing this, Wan Jianfeng shook his head and sighed, his smile tinged with bitterness.

"To tell you the truth, Lord Xiao, the bank has been facing a series of issues recently, and our accounts are in deficit. The most we can muster is three million middle-grade spirit stones."@@novelbin@@

Wan Jianfeng was filled with shame. During the bank's heyday, he could easily produce tens of millions, even billions, of middle-grade spirit stones. But after recent setbacks, he was uncertain if he could even keep his position as branch president.

"Only three million?" Xiao Long was taken aback. The last few pills he casually refined fetched over three million, and now the entire bank was down to this?

Judging by Wan Jianfeng's expression, it didn't seem like he was putting on an act, and besides, he wouldn't dare deceive him.

Xiao Long said calmly, "What happened recently? Tell me."

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