"Having reason doesn't require shouting, why are you yelling? I'm not deaf; you don't need to be so loud."
Jia Yu calmly dug at his ear and continued:
"Senior Brother, a disciple came to exchange for spiritual objects for refinement, but there wasn't enough Profound Yellow Soil, so I borrowed some from your share.
The refining of your spiritual artifact isn't something that can be completed overnight. You can replenish it in a few months without delaying your use.
At most, you'll waste a little time to make another trip, and we brothers can still enjoy a drink together, wouldn't that be nice?"
Zhu Xiangrong squinted at the other side and frowned:
"Is it just for a disciple's cultivation? Since when has my priority been lower than a disciple's cultivation?
You must give me a legitimate reason for this, otherwise, I won't agree."
The sect has its own rules, and matters are handled with priorities.
