Shen Ye exchanged a few words with Charlotte, then drew out a bag from his hand and forcibly handed it to the other party.
"Just some country goods, not really a token of respect."
He murmured.
The staff understood, accepted the item, and spoke officially:
"How strong are you?"
"Very poor, I'm getting married next year and urgently need the Power of Dreams, otherwise people won't look at me, sir," Shen Ye said sincerely.
Turns out he's getting a wife.
The staff smiled, shook his head, then nodded.
The power fluctuation all over this person was almost undetectable, just a nobody.
Such a small matter.
Oh well.
"There's a battle—a war that's about to end, if you can sponsor yourself a set of equipment, I'll send you to get a qualification."
The staff said.
"I'll sponsor," Shen Ye immediately said.
He promptly drew another bag and handed it over.
—This bag was much heavier than the previous one.
