C1822 Leave the Storage Bag

"How much?" Li Mo asked.

"Fifty ink crystals!" Manager Liu chuckled.

"Fifty inkstones, indeed expensive!" Lee Mo mumbled, "It's already worth half a piece of Little Yang Pill. I'll just forget about it!" He didn't even have a single ink crystal right now. If he were to take something else... Since he had to ask for more from the grey feathered chicken, he would rather stay outside