"What are you looking at? Arrange a private room for me and these fellow Human Race cultivators behind me."
Mu Changfeng waved a hand in front of the dazed middle-aged man and said impatiently.
Only then did the middle-aged man come back to his senses. He gave Mu Changfeng a deep look, then strode over to Ye Lin.
"May I ask how to address you, fellow cultivator?"
Looking at Ye Lin before him, the middle-aged man asked cautiously.
"Ye Lin."
"So it is Fellow Cultivator Ye. You came at just the right time—there happens to be only one excellent viewing room left here."
"It has the finest viewing position on the four-hundredth floor. There's a special offer today: only three hundred mid-grade immortal stones per hour."
The middle-aged man held up three fingers and smiled.
Seeing Mu Changfeng behind him looking elsewhere, Ye Lin immediately understood. There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world—these two were clearly working together to fleece them.
"Oh? Then please point out where this room is."
Ye Lin said with a faint smile.
With a wave of the middle-aged man's hand, the entire four-hundredth floor appeared before Ye Lin's eyes, and the man pointed straight to the very top.
"Please look, Fellow Cultivator Ye. This is the best place to watch the battle. There are no blind spots throughout, and you can take in the whole scene at a glance. What do you think? Three hundred mid-grade immortal stones is already a friendly price."
"This room is extremely sought-after. If you do not make your move now, Fellow Cultivator, I'm afraid someone else will snatch it away."
The middle-aged man said with a smile. At the same time, Mu Changfeng walked over from behind him.
"That's right, Fellow Cultivator Ye. The