As Master Mo spoke, he lifted his head, a faint pleading look showing on his face.
Naturally, Lin Xuan saw all of this clearly. His brow twitched, and as his lips parted and closed, he had already begun using the art of voice transmission.
"It is not impossible for this old man to make the treasure public, but I hope fellow Daoist will agree to one request."
"Please speak, fellow Daoist."
Master Mo sent his reply without the slightest hesitation, but his heart tightened. The other party had also seen the current situation. Surely he was not planning to take advantage of his peril and use this as leverage.
As if seeing through the other party's worry, Lin Xuan smiled, his voice sounding extremely gentle. "Fellow Daoist need not overthink it. My request is hardly worth mentioning. I merely ask that fellow Daoist include that red cloth that blocks divine sense as an extra and gift it together with the item."
"Heh, so that is all. This much, this old man can decide. In that case, many thanks, fellow Daoist."
Mo Hen sent his voice in great delight. The reason this red cloth could block divine sense was that it had been made from a special kind of green silkworm silk. Though rare, it did not have much use in ordinary times. Using it as the price to resolve the crisis before his eyes was absolutely a deal where he could only profit and not lose.
However, it seemed that this buyer was not the great figure he had originally imagined.
As for the man's identity, Mo Hen did not know it either. After all, once someone entered a private room, the auction would keep their information strictly confidential. As for that great figure's news, he had only happened to