The manager of Thousand Mountain Workshop was rather surprised. "Xiao Yan GeXia does not plan to go in and have a look with Madam?"
After all, chances to enter one of the many treasuries of Shang Continent like this did not come often.
"Forget it. What we seek is only Spirit Medicine."
Xiao Yan shook his head. A deal was a deal, but when they were not deeply acquainted, keeping some distance was also necessary.
Seeing this, the guard did not insist. He took Xiao Yan's Jade Slip, turned around, and walked into the treasury.
"I think GeXia need not be so polite."
As the guard disappeared into the treasury and the armored, sword-bearing guards around them returned to their posts to stand watch, before the manager of Thousand Mountain Workshop could say anything more, an elderly man in his eighties slowly walked over from behind them. His aura was restrained. Though old, his steps were still especially steady. Vaguely, he even bore some resemblance to the Yao Clan Progenitor.
The newcomer was an Earth Supreme.
"Since it is the Main Family's intention, GeXia may accept this kindness with peace of mind. Shang Continent has always preferred to speak plainly. Harmony brings wealth, after all."
The aged elder smiled as he walked over, looking like nothing more than a kindly old man of advanced years, with quite an approachable air.
Yet when the manager of Thousand Mountain Workshop saw the elder, he had already cupped his hands and bowed, waiting until the elder arrived before the two of them.
"The things in the treasury all belong to Shang Continent. Xiao Yan came here only to trade for what he needs, so there is naturally no need to trouble you too much."
"Listen to you—why be so polite? A rising star