Separate Arrangements

"Why are you following me?" Seeing that the silver-haired man before him had no intention of making a move, Yuan Ming steadied himself and asked.

"Earlier, at the Myriad Goods Immortal Trading Post, I happened to hear that you traded High-grade Soul Refining Pills with the trading post. I wonder if you still have any Soul Refining Pills on you?" The silver-haired man cupped his hands in salute, his attitude quite sincere.

"Are you from the Myriad Goods Immortal Trading Post?" Yuan Ming frowned.

The business he and that plump steward had discussed in the quiet room should have been inaudible to outsiders, unless they were people from the Myriad Goods Immortal Trading Post itself.

"I was born with unusual ears and exceptionally keen hearing. Ordinary restrictions cannot block them. I absolutely did not mean to eavesdrop on your secrets. Whether I wished it or not, sounds simply entered these ears of mine. I hope you can forgive me." The silver-haired man pointed at his ears and smiled.

"Since Fellow Daoist Xuan heard the conversation between Manager Wan and me, you should also know that I no longer have any Soul Refining Pills." Yuan Ming said blandly.

"Fellow Daoist Wan, do not refuse so quickly. I have always believed that there is no transaction in this world that absolutely cannot be made; it only depends on whether one is willing to pay a sufficient price. I saw that you purchased quite a few high-grade spirit woods from the Myriad Goods Immortal Trading Post. If you still need more, I happen to have some here." The silver-haired man smiled.

As he spoke, he waved a hand.

Light flashed in the air, and more than a dozen pieces of spirit wood in various colors appeared one after another. Strands of spiritual qi