Mumu Fan’s Invitation (3)

"Lala Duo, don't say anything else. I've made up my mind. I won't take back the abyss mithril." Bobo Bi was not very old. In terms of the age of the dwarves, he should still be a teenager. His white little face had a trace of inexperience, but his stubborn face already had the characteristics of a dwarf.

Lala Duo wanted to cry. This abyss mithril was really a good material, but it was only useful to alchemists. However, the price Bobo Bi set was not something ordinary alchemists could afford.

There were a lot of alchemists in the Storm Continent, but most of them were struggling to feed themselves. The extra money was basically invested into their research, and most of them had no savings. Not to mention cash-strapped alchemists, even herbalists who had always been famous for their fat wallet were few and far between.

Except for Mumu Fan, of course.