Shopkeeper Ma listened, and his brows lifted slightly despite himself. A faint sense that something was wrong stirred in his heart, but as for what it was, he could not quite say.
And that moment of hesitation drew Perfected Master Tongyu's rebuke. "What is it? Fellow Daoist, dawdling like this—are you trying to fob this old man off?"
"Senior, your words are too serious. How could this lowly one have such nerve?" Shopkeeper Ma froze, then hurriedly put on an apologetic smile. Though the power behind his shop was far stronger than Spirit Herb Mountain, a Nascent Soul Realm old monster was still not someone a mere Core Condensation Realm cultivator like him could afford to offend.
Seeing Perfected Master Tongyu grow angry, he dared not delay. He quickly sent out a Sound Transmission Talisman and instructed the people below to prepare the treasures.
By now, the Demon Infant had already taken control of that clerk's body and was curled up in a dark corner, holding its breath and stilling its aura. It quietly spread out its divine sense, and the conversation between the two fell entirely into Lin Xuan's ears.
A trace of mocking amusement appeared at the youth's lips. He did not move. There were too many people here, and he did not want to beat the grass and startle the snake.
Though he could not stand idly by regarding Spirit Herb Mountain's affairs, there was still one prerequisite: it could not endanger himself.
Lin Xuan had already faintly guessed what the other party intended to do. For now, he would watch the situation a little longer.
After about the time it took to drink a cup of tea, two maidservants each brought in a tray, both covered with red cloth.
"Senior, the treasures you requested are right