Before Gu Qingyang finished speaking, Xiao Jinyan interrupted directly, "Senior Gu hopes that I will cast a spiritual pen for you, right?"

Gu Qingyang couldn't understand what Xiao Jinyan meant for a while, so he nodded, "I'm a little embarrassed to say that. We have also found several top weapon refiners before, but the old seniors either couldn't find any trace or had long stopped taking on this year's weapon refining work. Now we are in a hurry and I hope Dean Xiao will help you!"

The art of refining at Xiao Jinyan's current realm has long since been no longer used to gain profits, so the number of artifacts these artifact refiners at the top of the pyramid is limited every year.

Those who get the quota are good luck. Those who don’t get it do whatever they come from, and they can only get early next year.

This is the case with others, so is Xiao Jinyan.

"Have you not inquired about it before? The quota of utensils that I, Xiao Jinyan, had already been full as early as the beginning of this year."

Of course Gu Qingyang knew about the news of "Uh", but didn't Xiao Jinyan come here just now?

Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, you have to save some hope, right?

What if it is done!

Gu Qingyang was sweating, thinking that if he was rejected in front of so many servants today, it would be better to kill him with a piece of tofu!

"Oh! I know you're busy, but my elder brother is really anxious to do this psychic pen! If President Xiao can agree, you can ask for the conditions. As long as the face and eyes that my Gu family can take out, I won't blink! I hope you can help this for Xiao Ling'er's sake!"

After saying that, Gu Qingyang quickly glanced at Gu Ling, meaning that he wanted her to say something nice to follow.

Gu Qingyang didn't know that although Xiao Jinyan followed the Elite Class 2 team, he was purely because Mu Chuyue was in this class.

Not to mention Gu Ling, even if Chang Xiyuan, the teacher in charge of the class, dare not promise that he would come in handy in front of Xiao Jinyan.

Gu Ling was embarrassed and secretly poked her second uncle with a stiff face and elbow: "Uncle II, don't talk nonsense in front of Dean Xiao!"

Gu Qingyang also knew that this was happening. He finally squeezed out a smile on his face, and he wanted to try his luck again: "Director Xiao, I"

"Okay, I know what Senior Gu means." Xiao Jinyan raised his hand, his face still so cold and thin.

When Gu Qingyang finally said the words of rejection, it was over, and now he lost all his face in front of the servants! The middle-aged man had the desire to die, so he quickly closed his eyes and simply used this to hide his embarrassment.

"I agree to casting a psychic pen. Senior Gu, please leave for now. I will go here in person to ask your request later."

"I also know that I shouldn't say this, but Dean Xiao still hopes you will consider it again! My elder brother is the most promising person in the clan to be promoted to a senior talisman master. He really needs to be cast by you by yourself? Wait! I heard it right. Dean Xiao, are you agreeing?" Gu Qingyang suddenly felt that the scene in front of him became a little unreal.

He was already ready to be rejected, but he didn't expect that the other party actually agreed!

Could it be that it really took his niece's face?

Xiao Jinyan held his forehead. He never thought that the middle-aged man with extraordinary demeanor would have such an emotional reaction when he encountered something. He had no choice but to repeat the words just now: "I agree to casting a spiritual pen. Senior Gu, please leave for the time being. I will come to the door to discuss how to do the details after the details?!"
Chapter completed!