This gathering of the Light of Fortune almost made Lu Zheng unable to resist bringing out the remaining seventy Cloud Pattern Swords.
It's also because he now doesn't lack the Light of Fortune and is wary of being too shocking, so he held back in the end.
With thirty swords, he could still bluff about having good luck and years of accumulation.
But a hundred swords, especially when not from an official iron workshop, would easily lead others to think Lu Zheng had acquired techniques for reliably producing Hundred-refined Steel and Divine Weapons.
The gap between triple digits and double digits is simply too vast.
Lu Zheng didn't wish to stand out because of this.
"I've also prepared some alcohol gifts; there's quite a bit. Master Ming Guang, where should I put them?" Lu Zheng asked.
Having brought out thirty swords and possessing a Storage Dharma Artifact, Daoist Ming Guang couldn't overlook him, so he immediately asked, "How much have you prepared?"
