Chen Lin took out three flasks of Drunken God Brew, activated the disc-shaped Teleportation Formation, and placed them inside.
Then he explained the situation to the auctioneer.
"Very well, I understand."
The auctioneer replied, then packed up all the Drunken God Brew and handed it to a staff member beside him.
He then began auctioning the next item.
Chen Lin waited quietly, wondering what reward the Light Envoy would give him.
Soon, an attendant requested permission to enter and came in with a woman who likewise seemed to radiate light.
"Hello. May I ask your name?"
The woman spoke softly as she addressed Chen Lin.
There was no way Chen Lin could use an alias now. He immediately replied, "My name is Chen Lin. If you need more Drunken God Brew, my lady, I can collect some after I return and bring it to the next Carefree Assembly."
"No need. What we have now is enough. This is your reward."
The woman took out a tiny sword no thicker than a finger and handed it to Chen Lin. "This is an offshoot of the Sword of Light, condensed by my grandfather through his divine ability. Once released, its power is equivalent to one of his strikes, but it can only be used once. After activation, its energy will be consumed continuously, and you cannot stop it. When you want to use it, simply activate it with any kind of rule force."
Once Chen Lin accepted the tiny sword, the woman left without another word.
Chen Lin was somewhat disappointed. He had hoped to forge a connection with the Light Envoy, but it seemed he had been taking too much for granted.
Before an expert of that caliber, he was not even qualified for an audience. Sending a younger member of