Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

looked at his feet, pretending he couldn't hear anything.Tang Wu's face flushed red with anger: "Are you insulting me or looking for a fight" He glared fiercely at Han Zheyue: "If you dare to talk non...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.e last second, he regained control of himself.Although he was lucky to be alive, his injuries were extremely severe."Ha…" Uncle Dong staggered, and at this moment, he finally understood why Lu Ye had...