"Dear Micheal, have some pity on this old man and give me some crystals; you already have given this brat more than me, which is not fair," said Grandmaster Salvador.
"Old man, he is my friend; I have known him for a long time, and I need more crystals; they have become crucial for my research," replied Jim.
"Snort!"
"What research? Do you think I don't know you are using half of the crystals on that little girlfriend of yours," Grandmaster Salvador fired back; it actually stumped Jim for a moment before he shouted back at the old man.
"Enough both of you, you both will get nine crystals each for personal research, and this will be the last time till I get the new stock," I said while messaging my head. They have been going on it each other for quite a while, and I begin to make my head hurt.
