Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

spiritual energy to keep the mask adhering, Lu Ye wouldn't even feel anything on his face. Turning his head, he saw that his field of vision was unobstructed. Lowering his gaze to look at the mirror...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 dozen or so storage rings before him with a troubled expression.I never thought that one day I would be troubled by having too much wealth. This is truly a happy worry.>>>Please let me know if you...