Su Fan smiled when he heard that. "Since he's your fellow cultivator's nephew, let him stay..."
In truth, he didn't care about any of this. Even if the boy's character was rotten, he still wouldn't care.
Su Fan simply wanted someone to help look after the shop, so he could spend every day lounging around in comfort.
As for the shop's business and the like, he cared even less.
With his current wealth, even if the entire White Mist Market Town were given to him for free, he still wouldn't want it.
"Xiaocheng, aren't you going to thank the shopkeeper..."
After settling the matter, True Lord Hong Fei sent his clan nephew off to the shop, and the two of them continued chatting.
"Fellow cultivator Hong Fei, I just arrived at the market town. Are you familiar with the Eastern Barren Mountains..."
The White Mist Market Town was controlled by a Deity Transformation Stage cultivator's Lineage, which had been operating here for several hundred years.
True Lord Hong Fei was a member of this Lineage and was usually responsible for some of the market town's miscellaneous affairs.
Hearing Su Fan's words, True Lord Hong Fei lifted his teacup and took a sip.
"My Lineage has been here for several hundred years, so I'm fairly familiar with the Eastern Barren Mountains. If there's anything you want to know, feel free to ask me..."
"Have you ever heard of the 'Dragon Blood Divine Wood'..."
True Lord Hong Fei immediately furrowed his brows.
"To be honest, fellow cultivator, I've never seen the Dragon Blood Divine Wood either. The old ancestor of my Lineage did mention it once, though. According to legend, this rare Spiritual Material comes from the depths of the Southern Barbarians, but exactly where, no one knows..."
Hearing this, Su Fan