"However, as far as I know, whether you're a disciple of Death Tomb City or not, it's one Lower Grade Chaos Spiritual Stone per day." Huang Xiaolong stared coldly at the City Guard Captain and said indifferently, "Aren't you afraid I'll report this to the City Lord Mansion?"
The City Guard Captain reacted as if he had heard a joke: "Kid, do you think I'd do this if I were afraid you'd report it? This Dead Volcano is directly governed by our Young Master. Do you know who our Young Master is? Our Young Master, Feng Qi, is the second young master of the Death Tomb City Lord Mansion."
Saying this, he scolded coldly: "Alright, kid, I have no interest in wasting words with you. If you can't come up with sixty Lower Grade Chaos Spiritual Stones, you can get lost. These thirty Lower Grade Chaos Spiritual Stones will be my spittle fee."
