"Please rest assured, My Lord, I have already instructed the Buer Tribe citizens of Florence to expedite the production of the Pearl Seven-string Zither. Once completed, I will distribute them immediately. Please give me a little more time." During peacetime, the expensive Pearl Seven-string Zither would certainly not be provided to priests from other factions, but now, as the structure is about to collapse, even Liu Zhenhan has to be generous despite his petty nature.
Upon hearing this solid gold and silver promise, Lord Brut's old face smiled into a daisy.
Old Liu also smiled, but his smile carried a hint of sarcasm.
Although nominally a competitor, he truly couldn't take the temple seriously.
