The transaction went smoothly, and the manager never once asked Lu Ye's name.
The moment those several thousand Storage Bags were laid out before him, the manager had already seen through Lu Ye's identity.
The battle at the Mine Cave, where two thousand Myriad Demon Ridge Cultivators had been poisoned to death, had caused an enormous uproar. How could Heaven's Mystery Merchant Guild not know about it? They knew even more than ordinary cultivators did.
After all, Heaven's Mystery Merchant Guild did every kind of business, including intelligence.
At this stage, aside from Lu Ye, who else in the entire Cloud River Battlefield could produce so many Storage Bags at once?
Empty Storage Bags were not worth much, but there were simply too many of them. Added to the hodgepodge of items Lu Ye wanted to sell, it made for a rare major deal. The manager carefully calculated the price, and it took nearly half a day before silver and goods changed hands.
As the manager stepped out of Lu Ye's guest room, he suddenly turned back. A hesitant look appeared on his face as he gave Lu Ye a meaningful glance. "Things have been rather lively near the Merchant Alliance lately. I hope it will not disturb our honored guest's rest."
After saying that, he clasped his fists slightly and turned to leave.
Lu Ye closed the door, walked to the window, concealed himself, and quietly looked outside.
Yiyi was puzzled. "What is it?"
"Our whereabouts may have been exposed."
"Ah?" Yiyi was startled. "How could that be?"
"It is normal. I was carrying such a huge bundle back then; plenty of people must have seen me. For a cultivator to carry such a large bundle was suspicious in itself. It was only natural that people with ulterior motives