Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

lace!"The man looked at Lu Ye in shock. "You're going back""Nonsense!" Lu Ye said expressionlessly, "That's the money your Kuang Dao Sect paid for peace. I naturally have to take it back. Of course, i...Moments later, Lu Ye sat in a partitioned room, with screens blocking prying eyes. The demon cultivator was gone without a trace, but before leaving, she told Lu Ye to wait here. Someone in charge would soon come to trade with him. If he had any other instructions, he could shake the nearby bell and someone would attend to him.

On the table stood a pot of freshly brewed tea. Lu Ye poured himself a cup and took a sip. Immediately, his expression changed to one of surprise. This was no ordinary tea; within the brew lay a trace of spiritual energy, though faint, it was undeniably present. the eighth exit, pounding on Hupo's amber head."Yiyi darted out.Needless to say, Yiyin had already seen through King Wu's thoughts."Hmm," Yiyin replied crisply, her figure flickering and disappearing...