Chapter 139： Supplies arrived

It was the people from the Magician Union and Bauhinia Auction House who escorted these supplies. They met unexpectedly on the road, so they simply got together.

The person from the Magician Guild is an intermediate magician named Ma Pengfei, who is an ice magician.

The Bauhinia auction house came with two mid-level fighters and five low-level fighters.

It can also be seen from the selection of the escorts that the Wizards’ Union and Bauhinia Auction House attach great importance to these materials.

"Your Excellency, this is the list of supplies!" Ma Pengfei handed a document to Xiao Zhe, "Please count it."

"Trouble, so far away, let you take a trip!" Xiao Zhe said to him gently while checking the list, "I have gathered these supplies so soon, the chairman, you are interested!"

"Your excellency is serious, you don't know, I took this mission!" Ma Pengfei is a young man-of course, relative to the age of the entire magician group, compared with Xiao Zhe, that is. It's an old man.

"Oh? What's going on?" Xiao Zhe was a little surprised.

In his mind, coming to such a remote place to run errands should be a chore, no matter how you look at it.

I just didn't expect someone to rush to it?

"Your Excellency, although on the surface it looks like this task is a hard work. But this is for a magister..." Ma Pengfei had a humble smile on his face, "Your Excellency, as long as you are happy, just point it casually. That will be useful for life!"

"Oh, it turned out to be like this!" Xiao Zhe laughed blankly, "This is no problem. When the inventory is completed, we have time to talk."

"Thank you, your Excellency!" Ma Pengfei was overjoyed and kept bowing.

In his mind, this youngest magister in history is much better than those old men with weird tempers and withdrawn personality.

"You're welcome!" Xiao Zhe quickly helped him up.

As for the auction house, the intermediate fighter leading the team seemed very polite, but Xiao Zhe clearly felt a kind of hostility.

This made him a little puzzled.

"Your Excellency, please count the supplies!" Tang Lianshan said formulaically with a horse face, "Here is the list of supplies."

"Boss Yan, didn't you ask you to bring anything to me?" Xiao Zhe was vigilant, it was obviously directed at himself.

"No!" Ma Pengfei said stiffly, "Please hurry up and count, we have to return in a hurry!"

"A mere mid-level warrior would dare to speak to the Magister like this?" Xiao Zhe hadn't spoken yet, and Ma Pengfei was unhappy at the side. "I also know the boss of your Bauhinia auction house. How did he teach his subordinates?"

Ma Pengfei's attack is not unreasonable.

In layman's terms, magicians generally have a much higher status than warriors.

From the selection rate of one in ten thousand, it can be seen that the magician is rare.

The selection rate of fighters is much higher, almost reaching one percent.

Things are rare and precious, and they will never change from time to time.

The scarcity of magicians and their power in various offensive magic and auxiliary magic determine the preciousness of this profession.

Therefore, Tang Lianshan's impolite performance is unreasonable no matter where he is.

That's why Ma Peng flew over and blamed him on behalf of him.

"Hmph, if your Excellency has any dissatisfaction with my attitude," Ma Pengfei is still a constipated face, "please directly complain to our boss Yan!"