The Girl from Years Past, Trading Gambits

Since embarking on the path of cultivation, Chen Ping'an had attended more than one or two trading events. Yet never once had he felt as relaxed as he did today.

The main reason was that he held no expectations. With no desires, one stood unyielding.

His primary focus on this trip remained Lan Yingjun. As for the items being traded, they were merely secondary.

Strictly speaking, the standards of this Trading Convention were not low. To many martial cultivators, it was even a height they could only gaze upon in longing.

They might rack their brains and still fail to obtain an admission token. Yet Chen Ping'an had gotten one with ease.

The fortunes of one person truly differed from another's.

Some regarded it as a priceless treasure; others treated it as ordinary.

Speaking of attending such a convention, it would not have been particularly difficult if Chen Ping'an had wanted to do so. Still, it would have required some effort. Since he had entered so easily this time, he ought to count it as a favor from Fellow Daoist Luo.

Though it was not a great favor, it was still one.

That was also why Chen Ping'an had been willing to remain seated here until now.

He might not necessarily have been a good person, but he had always distinguished gratitude from grudges clearly. He had his own principles for dealing with people and matters.

Fellow Daoist Luo was not bad. He was easy enough to get along with.

As Chen Ping'an pondered inwardly, the Trading Convention in the field reached the display stage. During the displays, participants could mention their priority needs. If an agreement could be reached, they could discuss a transaction on the spot. If not, they could negotiate further during the free exchange session afterward.