Situ Haonan looked at Zhang Yang with great dissatisfaction. He had dominated the Yunteng business world for so many years and had never lost to anyone in business.

He refused to admit he was inferior to Zhang Yang, only thinking he lacked the technique to make membership cards.

"You just need to refine them for me!" Situ Haonan insisted, "How about a thousand spirit stones for each card?"

Those thousand spirit stones were meant to pay for the labor of two masters; the materials were practically worthless.